Eka ta sunday au rati ra sesa DMU train, mu eka basiba asare gotie compartment re basithili. prathame prathame loka ta upare raga laguthile bi pare pa...e se jetebele mo jangha ghasila arambha kale mote bhari bhala lagila. mu kichhi kahili nahi.mu sunithili je bayaska lokamane madhya gay sex karanti boli hele more personal encounter kebe heinathila. katha heu heu emiti iadu siadu katha kahei kahi se mo jangha uparaku touch karuthile. compartment re kehi nathiba ru mora bhaya kariba karana. The other two men sauntered up to the table, stroking their throbbing cocks, watching her hungrily. The first man, wearing a blue mask, dipped his head down, and took a pink nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue, nibbling it, sucking and biting until Ella gasped behind the gag. The next man, in a red mask, lightly stroked her thigh, kneading the skin with his rough hands, slowly moving up and into the skirt of her dress. The third man, grey mask, lifted her ass off the table just. "The one I spotted at the last monthly meeting and remarked about?" Yes, she's the one," Phyllis affirmed, "and it makes me so damned mad the way Art had to go over every little detail about how he made it with her... how she caved in and was begging him for it!"It was Art's philandering that had been responsible for driving Phyllis Hartman into Hugo's arms and ultimately into his bed. She had been horribly worried about it when she had first found out about one of his affairs. It wasn't quite. Vaulted ceilings and vaulted wood panels with gold trim created the entirety of the room. The furniture that was expertly placed around the room made sure comfort was a priority. The entire Master Bedroom was an oasis of rest. Lifting one leg she slipped off one pump and removed the other once her stocking clad foot had been firmly placed upon the floor. Soft padding steps took her further into her abode and away from the cluttering sound of men left to deal with one other. Both shoes dangled.