Mammi ne mere lund ko aapne muh me le kar choosne lagi. Muje bahut maja aa raha tha thodi der voh choosti rahi bad mene mammi e sofe pe leta diya. Or ...hirse mammi ki bur ko chatne laga. Voh siskariya mar rahi thi phir me utha mammi ke dono pero ko khulla kar diya mammi ne aapne hatho se mammi ki bur ko phaila diya. Mene aapna lund mammi ki bur par rakh diya or mammi ki bur par ghisne laga voh boli aab dal bhi do mere saiyan sayad mammi papa se chudwate waqt papako saiyan bolati hongi kitna. Four of them bear a palanquin, a beautiful traveling cart for me to ride in, which they lower enough for me to board. The other four flank the front and back of the cart, and I see they are the ones that bear wicked-looking scimitars at their side. I pull back the curtains of the palanquin, and step inside. The tiny space is adorned with plush silk curtains for me to sit upon during the journey, and there is a small carafe of wine and a goblet for my use. There is a moment’s jostling as the. In Mumbai, as we exchanged lot many things , I also said I study in Ahmd and talks was going on normal, and i said i should leave now thanks for the treat dear, . She said wait dear, sear for some time, I said ok and I asked her do she have bf?She just smiled and said nothing I said common tell me yaar! Had or not. she said m married now , I didn’t say a word , she asked me in a tone, do u kill me , I just smiled and said m too small for you , she laughed at me and I asked her if she would give. I'm not really paying attention to what he says, but I manage to keep the conversation going. Something about how good it must be to be young and youthful. About all the fun things ahead.In between two sentences, he squeezes in an order.“I remember when I went on a train the first time. It was a steam locomotive. Put your hand on my thigh. I was so excited to go, but a bit scared. Do you remember the first time?”I do as he asks and put my hand on his thigh. He's breathing a bit more heavily.