He drew. He played with his children. On the way to bring the boys home on Sunday, they stopped at a florist.Presenting the bouquet to Abby, he said, ...I need to thank you for all you've done. There is no way I could have pulled this off without you. This is only a small token of the gratitude and thankfulness I have for you."His instinct was to back his speech up with a hug and, this time, he did not restrain himself. He did, however, angle himself as that damned itching was back, and so was. Tum kisi ladke ko janti ho jo tumhein chod sake ya tumhari gaand maar sake.”Jyoti ne kahaa ki uski saheliyon ke bhai hain unse kahanaa padegaa. Maine kahaa ki is se achchha hoga ki apne bhai Deepak ke lund ka istemaal karo kisi ko pataa bhi nahin chalegaa aur tumhaaraa kaam bhi ban jayegaa. Nahin to jo bhi tumhein chodegaa ya tumhari gaand maaregaa woh sab se kahegaa aur isse tumhari aur tumhare pitaji ki badnaami hogi. Jyoti boli ki baat to tum theek kahate ho par main apne bhai se kaise. I tried to make it last longer but she pulled away and stood up.She was wearing the white chiffon negligee she had modeled for me earlier in the week. Her big pendulous breasts were hidden by satin triangles, but I could see them sway back and forth, almost revealing nipples as they moved under the satin. Her round smooth belly was more apparent under the sheer, see-through material, and below that I could make out pubic hair under the satin triangle covering her crotch. From there it was just. Chhaya had quarters in the house and was given one day a week off starting after finishing the breakfast chores until bedtime. She would leave lunch and dinner meals prepared for easy warming and serving. Sai had noticed that his wife did not attend every dinner meal and especially on those days.One evening at the end of her free day, Sai noticed something different as he entered Chhaya’s yoni. At the completion she usually just cleaned him and departed but he indicated he wanted her to stay in.