I got out my laptop and made notes describing close to one hundred past lives. About half were mine. I found that I could usually identify the present...incarnation of at least the main players in these stories by their energy, by their vibrations. At other times I really didn’t know who the stories were about. Sometimes the relevance of a given story to the larger pattern was obvious, sometimes not. Some lifetimes seemed to be asides, breaks from the mainstream. It was almost like they were. App dono dosto ne ishara kya or us ko wahi gira diya or jaldi se us ke kapre utar diye or hum bhi nange ho gaye , mere dost ne apne lund kop us ke muh me daal diya, jis wo bare hi jabardasat tarike se kharaha ho gaya, wo aunti bhi uske lund ko malaee ki tarah se chatne lagi, me us aunti ke picka gaya or us ki sexy or gori gand ke kale kale ched me apna lund lagane laga, mere lund bhi stand ho gaya, dhere dhere mere lund se panni aane laga jis se uski gand geeli ho gahi or mera lund dhere dhere. ...yourre grinding on each other. I think to myself, "Wow...this is so hot! I get to watch them again!" I'm fully aroused and I see you two whispering something to each other. I cannot hear it but then Your hubby sits up on his hands....his crotch pressed up against Yours...and then he looks over at me. Your hubby asks, "Do you like what you see?" I reply with a slight grin and a very subtle, "Yes." You is on her back, underneath Your hubby, smiling and gyrating up against Your hubby. Your. Denise grabbed my raging cock by the base and lowered her mouth onto it. She bobbed her head up and down, each time taking it a little deeper. I felt her tongue swirl around the head as she licked up the pre-cum that was oozing out. “Mmmmm, big, hard, and tasty too,” she said.Denise then climbed onto the bed and knelt beside me so that our bodies formed a T-shape. She gobbled my cock back into her mouth and gently squeezed my heavy balls. Her mouth felt wonderfully warm and wet, but her long.