Akher ! din kismat jag gayee ur khala ka phone aya ka ma kisi kam dusray city jana ha Ali ko sath la kar jan ah us ko bolay ready hu jaya ma ready hu ...aya wo ayee ur mujhay sath la gayeen wahan ek store per gaya tu khala na store ma jab gari khari karnay lagyeen tu whaan ek larka ur larki kissing kar rahay thay khala un ko asi hasret bhari nighoon sa dekh raheen theen pheer asa jas aun ko ankheen bha ayeen hoon is dehan ma khala na mera tang per hath rekhna chaha wo ghalti sa mera lun pa lag. This changed one Christmas afternoon. I was up delivering Sal’s present, a lovely gold bracelet, and her family were kind of well on the way to getting smashed, except for the younger two who were playing around on their new PlayStation. For all Sal and I were still going out, I was already somewhat suspicious of her not being available certain nights and suspected she was playing the field to a certain extent. Though, other than suspicions, I had little else to go on, just a feeling something. " Thanks, I'll see what I can do! We'll see you later - we're going to try the jazz club." If it's any good, you can always take me there after our meal - I love hearing saxophones and the double bass." Fingers crossed, and that's a deal! Be good!"I went up the last flight and a half of stairs, and into Vee's bedroom.Vee had changed into a long skirt and a green polo-necked pullover, which really set off her auburn hair."Wow, you look absolutely gorgeous, Vee!" Flattery will get you. It was more than he could handle, and frankly I was getting pissed. I finally got off my knees and told him that I wanted him so see what he’d been missing all these years. He wondered what the fuck I was talking about, so I told him to sit tight while I showed him something. I got back on the bed, assumed my favorite position and started playing with myself. He was in shock. Apparently not knowing what to say, he said nothing while I went at it. He just looked at me while I plunged three.