.. its the mosthorrible thing I can imagine. Do you know what that's like, Elizabeth?That hurt, that betrayal?" Yeah, Elles. I do. I'm sorry... you......you weren't supposed to know." I wasn't supposed to know? Like that makes it better?" Not better..." She glanced downwards. "Just... not as bad." I can't believe you! I trusted you! I cared for you! You are the closestthing in my life I have to love and you were not just going to subject meto this... to this awful nightmare, you were going to. I ran on.Night. Rockets flew overhead, occasionally escorted by screaming jet engines. I ran on.Check the compass. Damn, off course again. Correct and keep going.Night slowly surrenders to morning. I can't run anymore. The pain in my hip is growing worse and worse. It's clouding my thoughts.'What's wrong Ike?'"Granddad?"'Why are you stopping, boy? You ain't done yet.'"I think maybe I am."'No, you still got things to do. There are people that need you. You don't stop till you finish what you. I will describe you a real horny story today. its a real story and it is about fucking my friend’s mother. It took place in mumbai. My friend’s mom was 48 and she was a beautiful woman, fair skin, big round boobs and over all bulky fleshy buttocks. Jab jab main unhe dekh tat ha mere lund khada ho jata tha. Unki naam tha shukla. Shje was a bengali lady. Who jab jab chalti thi uski gund itna hilta tha ki mujhe mann karta tha ki who hilte huye gund ke bich apna lund ko rub karte rahoon. Main to. Where ever she kept her hands I would get goose pimples. She was expert in teasing a woman. She would reach the pussy then when I wished her to insert her finger in my hole she would remove her hands. Remember I never had done such thing with any woman. Ghosh, I was getting wet by a woman’s touch lifting my ass up to enable her to reach my pussy depths.Then suddenly she moved to my legs. I cursed her for this. She massaged my back thighs and knees. Finished it in minutes and asked me to turn.