After the third time it happened, however, I began to lose patience. It was after that third occasion that I asked her straight out:"How did the other...guys make you finish?"She replied (sheepishly), "I don't know." I asked her again and she didn't reply."You can tell me if it's me," I said. No reply. I asked her again this time angry in tone, "just tell me what the other guys you've been with did to make you orgasm!"There was a long pause before she replied, "I've never been with anyone else.". He reckoned that if he had to cover his briefs, the next most arousing thing was a pair of old blue jeans, so it wasn't as bad as it might have been. Trainers back on, he got his bike out of the garage, locked up and rode off. Steve's flat was in Stirchley, Dave's house in Kings Heath, so in ten minutes, as promised, he was there.Steve was Dave's best mate, and had been for five years now. They were both the same age, 26, and had met doing a big kitchen job at a posh house in Harborne. Dave was. Someone I could confide in. Someone like you." Hey, that's what I'm here for. Your personal Sir Lancelot at your service, milady. Always happy to be here for you. But you know that. We've been friends for," he paused for a moment then continued, "two years, eight months, and about three weeks." What the hell? You actually know how long we've known each other down to the week?" No, I know it to the day, actually. We met on the 31st of August, 2009. You are one of my few real friends, after all,". Main haath lgate hi kaamp geya k uske mumme meri soch se bhi jeyada bade the,maine apna haath uski kameej ke ooper se hi andher ki taraf dala aur uske mumme sahlaane laga. Haath firate huye mera haath ja ker uski bra pe ruk gya aur maine usku kameej ke button khole aur usse utaar diya,Bra mein uske mumme itne kase huye the k aadhe mumme bra ke baahr hi nikale rah gye huye the,uski bra bhi uske mumme puri trah dhak nhi pa rhi thi. Maine ab bra ke oper se hi usske gol gol mummo ko dheere se.