Monday morning koi 6 bje meri neend khuli to maine dkha sb log uth gye hai aur jane ki tyari kr rahe hai main bi uth kr unki help krne lage mere papa ...at bat par muhje gussa ho rhe theMuhje bht bura lag rha tha par main kya kr skhta tha chup chaap sunta rha itne door bell baji maine darwaja khola to dkha ki taxi driver aa gya tha phir maine papa ko bta dya ki taxi aa gyi hai papa ne kaha “theek hai driver ko kaho k laggage rakhe” main driver k sath laggage rakne laga about 6:35-40 par mere. Earlier today I asked my man, “Is the man you have organised today for me? Or is it us?” I was very pleased when he replied, ‘us’, instantly aroused at the sexual pleasure of watching two men after I have had my way with both of them.My man is the first to speak. “Laying down or standing?,” he asks Mike as he licks his nipples.“Standing with my back against the wall.”I am almost paraphrasing my man, “Enjoy baby, his cock is huge, your turn on is my turn on and this a big turn on for me,” I tell. Upon flopping down on the couch, she was surprised to see the notification light on her phone flashing to indicate a voicemail. She unlocked the phone and checked the recent calls, even more surprised to see the call was from Heather. That was fast! she thought. Her stomach fluttered from excitement. I'm being ridiculous! The message was benign - a simple request to call back when she had a chance. Miranda dialed back immediately, deliberately throwing the stupid "rules" out the window.. Or even touch him and caress him. He wondered if she had any interest at all in his body? OK, it wasn’t the greatest in the world, but it wasn’t bad. What the hell was he to do? Each time recently that they had had any time alone, she had been either exhausted or had a migraine. He was kind enough to leave her alone when she was under the weather. Another dampener was the sheer quantity of work she drove herself to achieve in the evenings. Although if he was totally honest the excuse not to.