Wo bhi kissing me mera saath de rahi thi maine uske bra kahoonk khola aur uski chuchiya bahar aa gayiwo puri bhatti ki tarah tap rahi thi me uske gore...mammo par too pada use chatne aur chusne laga tabhi usne mera lund mere pent ke uper se hi pakad liya mujhe corrent sa laga maine uski salwar ka nad khola aur usse phenk di usne kale rung ki chaddi pahani thi maine uuse bhi hata di ab bilkul nagi thi mene bhi apane sare kapde utar diya aur aur ek dusre ki banho me kho gaye.Me dhire se uski tango. .. ' this looks like the glyph for murderer, and that one over there refers to the family. I have never seen this language before, some of it looks like the usual Egyptian glyphs, but these scripts over here appear to be ancient Aramaic." I know what you mean; I think this is written in the language that could have evolved into Hebrew."They don't understand my language, they are useless. I translated the warning deep within their souls, giving them the full warning of entering my temple."Do you. And that was easily noticeable to her too. “Soooo a little turned on by this kissing are you?” she asked with a tone of confidence in her voice. “Well umm a little I guess,” he replied. “But heck look at who I’m with,” he went on to say. He looked directly into her eyes as he smiled at her and he went on to say “I am with one of the most beautiful women in the world. She has a fantastic body and I have fantasized about this body,” and he sat up and stretched out his hands so he could emphasize. ’ I leaned back against the bench and tried to picture Erik. Guilt surged through me and I felt a little ashamed. ‘I love him. I mean, you love him too, in your way. He’s amazing. He deserves a lot better than his wife and his best friend sneaking around to fuck in the woods.’ His eyebrows shot up. ‘Wow, Linds. Language.’ ‘Well, what would you call it? ‘Making love?’ We’re hardly in love.’ Just lust. Super hot, burn-your-clothes-off-with-a-look lust. He thought for a second. ‘No, I think you.