Birju tab tak uth gaya tha. Woh nanga hi leta hua aur uska lund fir se tan gaya tha. Puja kamre mein ayi, nayi dulhan ki tarah tayar hui Puja ko dekh ...oh apne lund ko masalne laga. Puja sharam ke mare pani pani ho rahi thi, usse kuch bola nahi ja raha tha. Kis tarah do din pehle tak woh use akad ke bolti thi aur ab aisa kuch bol nahi paa rahi. Kaise do din se Birju uski sharir ke sath khel raha, jab marzi aye chod raha tha. Puja chai table par rakhti hai aur wahi khadi ho jati hai. Birju use. Raj was holding my waist so tightly that I couldn’t move my body. Later, he moved his right hand on my left boob and started pressing it. I resisted his move and got released from his hands. And started scolding him for his behavior. He was so calm and told me how much he loved me.As a married woman, I was not able to take his words. And went on scolding but secretly, I liked his move. I too wanted his dick badly. He made me cool and convinced me how I’m not having a good sex life. While. ”“How long would a Doctorate take?” he asked.“Three, maybe four years.”“And you’re sure you can stick it out that long?” “I’ve never been surer about anything.” Ditching my career and returning to University after nearly two successful decades in a high-pressure job in journalism had been hard work, but the love of psychology my Bachelor’s degree had engendered had returned almost immediately.I was where I belonged, if not in life, at least as far as my career was concerned. And who knows how. Louise and I both exercised regularly and stayed in fairly good shape. I am five-feet-ten-inches and usually bounce around 175 pounds. We would do mostly cardio exercises for health and also. We would do push ups, pull ups and dips between two chairs. We did not have the proverbial six or eight-pack abs but did have flat stomach areas.We would also do walk/runs that were on decent weather days, which the walk/runs would start out with a brisk walk turning into a jog and increasing to a run then.