Sarika: Teen Rahul… teen ungli daalo please. Ahhh!Rahul apni do ungliya bahar nikala aur fir 3 ungliya ekhatta kar apni maa ki choot mein utaar dala... Choot se nikalti nami aur rass ke phisalan se ungliya tezi se chalne lagi.Rahul ek haat ko Sarika ki kamar par tikakar apne ghutno par khada hua. Fir tezi ke saat apni poori takat lagakar ungliyo ko andar bahar marne laga.Sarika: Ohhh! Yeahhh ohhh yess Rahul yes…. ahhhh! Bahut achche… ahhh!Apni maa ki har pal unchi hoti aahe sunkar Rahul josh mein. Then she balanced on the hands, her legs spread wide, long enough for everyone to see the pink pucker of her pussy. Her grand finale, was when she strode to the center front of the stage, and announced, "In case you didn't recognize the music, it was "Waltz of the Flowers," by Pioitr Tchaikowski. Thank You, for your time, and indulgence. For those curious souls among you, YES!!! I am a trained ballerina. Thank You." She picked up her clothes, and went back to the table. She smiled at Allie.. She was passive in bed at best. She told me that a good wife allows her husband to have sex with his wife but that doesn’t mean she has to actively participate. I have yet to believe she has had a real orgasm. If I really try to get her hot by romantic foreplay she calls it off and tells me to get with it. She doesn’t allow herself to enjoy sex which really turns me off as I want to please her. For a long time I kept telling her that if she would just let me please her that way, then I would be. That boy could be so complicated sometimes.I walked over to the sink and started on the dishes.When I was done, I walked into the living room to find the guys watching AFV.They all had snack bowls on their laps and I didnt want to sit in popcorn, gummy bears, or M&Ms so I just sat on the floor.I realized that they werent laughing anymore.I looked at them to find that they were staring at me.Whats up? I asked.Im getting a little creeped by their staring.Arent you going to change? Its a little.