Her sleep was disturbed after few hours, by constant turning and twisting of Lakhan.‘What is the matter, dear? You need help?’ she asked him grogg...ly.“No, darling. I think it is acidity. I will take antacid.’ he said and left.When Gayatri woke up in the morning, went and made tea, Lakhan was still sleeping on the sofa, which was unusual. He always got up before her.When she shook him up only she realized that he died in sleep, due to massive heart attack.She never recovered from the shock.. "I walked over to the fridge, which I had taken for a filing cabinet, and found a bottle of Guinness. He handed me a glass tankard, and Suzannah a large balloon glass of brandy; he had a double shot of whisky in a tumbler."Cheers ", he said, lifting his glass and downing the drink in one. He poured himself another. "Here's to a long and a happy married life." Suzannah and I repeated the sentiments and drank."Has your mother been given the glad tidings yet?" He said while pouring a third. I was so horny that I thought bout going to the bathroom to masturbate. But then something came to mind. Why don’t I do a show for all of the people in the library. I was so horny and the ideal of playing with my already soaking wet pussy in such a public place almost made me cum right then and there. I wanted to be in a corner where I wasn’t so likely to be seen that I would get caught but so that someone might see me, so I picked the corner by the window, and sat down. I was wearing a. "Put it in me please." I begged. I didn't want anymore foreplay, I needed to feel him inside me, fucking me, filling and stretching my cunt and whispering sweet, filthy obscenities to me, telling me how beautiful I was and how good it felt to feel the tight sheath of my slit clenching his rigid shaft of muscle.He leaned forward and supported his weight with his hands at either side of my shoulders as I guided his cock between my legs. "Tell me if I am hurting you" he said.Oh God! It was really.