Say ‘Pussy.’”“Okay. Can I finger your pussy?”“Yes, but use your other hand.”“Oh,” he said, thinking I didn't want his ass-fingers in...my pussy. He started to pull them out.“No, no! I mean – leave your fingers in my ass and use your other hand. That way you can really feel the difference." The fingers of his other hand slid up and down my wetness as he slowly explored my lips. I could tell they were like nothing he’d ever felt before. And I was happy to let him explore me that way. His grin told. ” Matt sighed, his eyes pleaded with me, “Why did you have to tell me?” “Because…” “Because what?” “I think I love you.” “It would be true to say that up until you told me all those things, I felt the same for you.” I sat upright on the sofa and faced him, “Why does that have to change then?” Matt shrugged, “Because I know.” I shook my head, “That’s not it. You don’t know anything, you don’t know what I’ve been through and you certainly don’t know me. No, it’s because you can’t accept the. Maine ouch karke chillaya toh usne kaha dard hua kiya toh maine haa kaha… Usne sorry bola I said ok.. fir tt waha se gujarte wakt hume chillaya aur jaakar seat me sone ko bola aur hum waha se chal diye.. mini boli pls mat jao I said ok… Hum upper birth pe jaakar baith gaye… Train me saari public so gayi aur pura andhera… Woh mere ekdum nazdik baithi thi. Kuch acha sa lag raha tha aur yeh feeling thi ki jack beta aaj teri kismat chamakne waali hai… Woh mjhse aur satak kar baith gayi aur hum. In case that wasn’t enough he would ensure that at lease 10 women from his villages would visit him everyday after their hard day on the field at his haveli.In some cases when he was really in the mood he would summon entire villages at his courtyard for wild orgies to entertain senior members of the ruling family.The justice system was a joke with the local qazi often bringing beautiful female convicts to confess using the services of none other than his good friend Anwar Ali and often jail.