2 saal se wo shahar se gaya h to land ko taras gayi hu”Paancho ladkiyan ekdam se chauk ke dekhne lagi.“Hairan mat ho mujhe pata h tumhara baap tum...e chod chuka h. Betichod h saala. Bas ye sunita ki choot reh gayi thi. Mujhse poocha tha usne tum charo ko thokne se pehle. Maine kaha teri betiyan h, jo karna h kar. ”Saala pura khandan hi aisa h. Mohit haste huye bola. Mai bola apne liye ti accha hai naa.Ham dono ne apna sara pani aunty ko pila diya aur thak ke baith gaye. Mohit ne rashmi ko sabko. ’ ‘So – you can kill that thing?’ I ask, hopefully. Something about it makes me not care for the sanctity of life – that…thing, should be dead. ‘No…not in this form. And I cannot risk changing back into my dragon form, as it would feed upon the leftover magic and become too strong for me to kill myself…’ She shakes her head as she shakes again. ‘I had only ever heard legends of those things…I…I never thought that…’ I’m shocked as she loses her ability to speak, and leans over to retch into the. .!”, was all she could squeak before one of her palms pressed into my crotch. We stood in silence for a moment, having a mutual feel-up. My cock was already quite hard from watching her piss…now, in the unerring grip of her hand, it throbbed and twitched .I started to push her forwards, up the slope to a patch of more level ground. She held onto a branch as I bent her over. Then I knelt, my thumb still wedged inside her, and started licking her labia. I tasted her fresh pee as I lanced my. While we loved our husbands completely, we loved each other too. When your mother got sick and was dying, I was devastated. And when she did die, while I could mourn her loss with your father, I could not show what her loss really meant to me."Even these years later, I still relive so many of our times together. Missing her touch, her kiss, her smell. The feel of her body so close to mine, we almost seem to become one."Emma leans to the older woman and wraps her arms around her and hugs her.