"Uncle tried with new vigor."AAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE," I yelled at top of my voice as the muscle of my sphincter gave way and half of uncle's ...ock entered my ass hole."APNA LUND MERI GAAND MAIN SE NIKALO (TAKE OUT YOUR COCK FROM MY ASS HOLE)," I shouted, "BAHUT DARD HO RAHA HAI (IT IS HURTING A LOT)." Alright, as you want," uncle laughed pulling back his cock to the tip of my butt hole and before I could react he pushed it back in deeper."OH UNCLE, DON"T," I yelped.Uncle repeated this. ’ It has been a wonderful experience writing this series. I even won the writer of the year award from this series. Thanks to you guys for your support and encouragement.Story writing was never my passion. I just started to write it for my time pass. But now, it has become a part of my life. Riya is more than a character for me, and I live in her whenever I write the story.Like all good things, I feel milky adventure also crossed its limit and should end. I have run out of ideas now. I don’t. It would still be mine. I'd just split the winnings with you," I said, scrambling."What if I lost?" she asked, still looking wary but less upset."You won't, believe me. I'll be with you, making sure you play the percentages. You've got to stop doing stuff like taking a hit on sixteen when the dealer has a five showing."Beth smiled. "Was I doing that?" I nodded vigorously. She sighed, staring at her hand in mine for a long moment. She finally looked up."That sounds like fun but... it'd be wrong.. .. just to say Good-bye to them." Business or pleasure?" the young man asked, leaning back in the chair and looking at the fascinating souvenirs of a life lived in the exotic and far-flung outposts of the world.Ivory, wood-carved statues and stone urns and pottery pieces cluttered the room. Thick, blonde straw mats and animal skin rugs lay on the floor. Spears and hunting blow-guns lined the walls. It almost looked like the African room at the museum."Business, but it's my pleasure, too," the.