It feels like being able to talk to God, a God with a sense of humor and an immodest amount of dislocation from the universe. For one thing, the talki...g makes the process endearing. It's almost fun. But the waiting ... I sometimes feel it will drive me mad.Oh, the terrible waiting. The long, sleepless waiting – the nanoseconds that stretch into infinity and twist and bend and bog me down every single time. Inescapable, terminal boredom when every thought can be counted and analysed, repeated,. Ab sonia or 2 ladkiyaa he aati thi. Jab vo copy pe kaam kar rahi hoti meri nighaa to un sabi ke boobs ko he dekhta rehta or mere dimaag main kaaam pedaa ho rha thaa kabhi main sonia ke boobs kabi uski jean ki taraf dekh uski tits or chut ko dekhne ka anubhav karta mera supna he thaa k sonia ko kaise nude postion main dekhu or eski chut lu. Jab vo chali jaati main bathroom main aankhen band kar k sonia ko nude anbhav karta uske boobs dekhaii dete mera land to usse yaad kar ke he 90 degree ki. " That's terrific. It deserves one on the house. What'll you have?" I'm not much of a drinker. How about a bourbon and branch."Mack poured a short one."Here you go, boyo. May your success continue till the end of days. May the road rise up to meet you, and may the wind be ever at your back." L'chaim." As David took a cautious sip, Mack regarded him closely."And how is your bonnie Abby?" She's fine, thank you, the boys too." And how are things between you?"David shrugged."Don't be an ass, David.. I asked her if she brought any lube? It was in the bathroom in her makeup kit. I told Ken to hold on because we had a surprise for him. Since she was in no position to get up, I eased off the bed and went into the restroom to grab the lube. When I returned to the bedroom I was a little surprised. I don’t know why, but when I saw they had changed positions and Ken was now fucking her missionary style I was a little jealous. Here they were face to face, kissing deeply and fucking for all.