I turned to face him. “How’d it go? How’d it fucking go? She fucking said no, that’s how it went.”“Really?”“Yes, really. I don’t kno... why you’re surprised. I’m not. I couldn’t be less fucking surprised. I mean, why would any bitch want me for anything other than sex, huh? Why would any of them want me for anything other than my fucking cock? Cause that’s all I am, isn’t it? A fucking cock! A fucking self-fucking-powered dildo with a body attached. Fuck! Fuck this!”“Hey, mate,” said Mark. “Calm. ” “That shirt is a perfect match for your lovely eyes!” He looked at her, the front of the shirt still open, showing her breasts and her smooth sex. “You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?” She smiled at him. “Thank you, Henry; that’s always wonderful for a woman to hear.” She shrugged. “As long as I’m beautiful to Robert – and to you – that’s all that matters.” He shook his head. “Not just to us; you’re a beautiful, sexy, desirable woman, Beth…and now come on along, before I burn. “Oh, but you do, babe,” I disputed, mocking her dilemma by gently see-sawing my finger in her wetness. “Come on, open those legs for my you dirty slut whore. You know you can’t stop yourself.”And sure enough, her toes did a little fandango to shuffle her legs wider, gifting me far better access. As I deepened my finger and work ever more firmly, she shuffled her legs even wider.As my right hand worked its magic, my left hand found the clasp of her bra. With a deft little fiddle, the elastic. Market ke bhid bhag me ye to aam bat hai per use kandhe me jor ka laga tha jab ki galati usuki thi usake hat se subjji bhi gir gayi thi sare tomato raste me padhe the maine mouka dekh kar chouka marane ke liye samay rahate hi usake pasa gaya aur sahara dete huwe bola” aunti apko chot to nahi ayyi ” maine usake tomato jama kiye thaili me bhar ke diye aur use hat dekar kaha ayiye mai apko ghar chod du usake kaha “nahi koyi bat nahi mai chali jaungi” per o khadi bhi nahi ho paa rahi thi akhir.