I trust my instincts.”I teased, “So, you met a guy, trusted your instincts, and now are divorced?”Mindy laughed. “Touché – you went right f...r the jugular. Fact is I didn’t trust my instincts. I trusted my lust instead. He was a hunky guy – still is. He turned out to be a misogynist, and then discovered he liked to abuse women – me, in particular.”“Sorry about that.”“Not your fault. I’m older and wiser. I apologize if I’m a little too direct. It’s always been one of my faults. I’m outspoken, cut. Vikas ka bhi badan akadane laga tha….woh mujhe 25 minute se chod raha tha….uske dhake tez hone lage the…uska ek ek dhakka mere garbhashay tak mehsoos ho raha tha….achanak se meri chut me jwalamukhi sa phut pada… uska veerya mere garbhashay me ko bharne laga….Mein bhi uske saath ek baar jhad gayi…..haum dono ki saanse phul gayi thi….mein aankhein moond kar aanand sagar me gote laga rahi thi…. Vikash ne apna lund meri chut se bahar nikala tho meri chut ko maine dekha….who puri phat chuki. He meant business."Talk to me right now then. Tell me your order, sir. I cannot provideyou with food if you do not tell me what you want. Our burritos aredelicious. Try one today." Cut the bullshit, Miss Assistant Manager. Come outside with me. Weneed to have a talk. The plan is going down, and it's going down thisweek. And so's the city. We are weary of relying on a stupid Americanbitch," He spat the last 3 words in disgust. "You can join us or youcan die." Sir, please do not talk to. ” Laughing, she added. “Or, maybe not!” Then she kissed Karen on the mouth, gently. Karen responded. I watched, with interest, and a growing erection, as their tongues fenced and the two women got to know each other better. Rebecca’s left hand reached, then cupped, Karen’s breast. Karen moaned, breathing the words, “They’re so sensitive.” into Rebecca’s open mouth. Rebecca’s free hand sought out Karen’s, placing it on her breast, smaller than Karen’s, but full, nonetheless. I shifted in my.