Ami ekta dudu mukhe nie jore jore chussi r ma gungasse. Kotokkhon pore ma arekta dudu amar mukhe thele dilo ami otake onekkhon chuslam. Mar bota duto ...al hoye gese, r buker ekhane okhane amar hater sap sposto. Ma buker proti amar agroho bujhte pere bollo, tor dudu bujhi khub vallage? Ami bollam ha. Ma bollo, egulo tomar, tumi jokhon chao khete parbe, dhorte parbe. Ma abong amar shorire olpo olpo gham jomese. Ordho ulongo duti nari purush amra.Ma amar ghare ekta pa tule dilo. Tar saya hatu theke. It is lovely here to be with you uncle.Sillu tell me how was your honey moon in Goa?It was excited though I was scared.Why say so, you like your hubby very much. He was your maternal cousin.Yes, but he was in Dubai for more than 5 years so there was not close contact with him.Did he ask when you lost virginity did.Not at all. We fucked three times following wedding night. He had spent five days with us.Did you do fellatio or he did cunnilingus?Yes, the very next three days while he was in. " I smiled at him andpushed my body into his, my nipples rubbing against his hairy chest andsending wonderful sensations through my body. I reached down under theduvet and took Matthews hand, and lifted it onto my breast. Matthew gotthe message straight away and as his rough hand ran across my puffy nippleof my right breast i let out a gasp and groan. I moved from lying on myside onto my back as Matthew continued to massage my breast, circling theareola with his fingers. He continued doing this. He had taken the subway and was walking down Broadway when a sudden, excruciating pain flashed across his mind. He yelled and almost immediately blacked out.On awakening, he could discern movement, but he found himself in a darkened room, surrounded by tubes.“Waa,” was all he could say. He was on a ventilator that was preventing him from speaking. Something very bad had happened, he knew enough about medicine to know ventilators are for serious issues.“Oh here, let me help you with that,” he.