He was beginning to regret making this appointment, and would have thought twice about it if he had known that he would have had to spend over twenty-...ive minutes sitting here in this God forsaken waiting room that had probably not seen a paint brush anywhere near it for years. Still, it was his own fault really. He had deliberately made sure that he got the last appointment, so that he could be certain that he would be the last 'patient' to be booked into see Doctor Desai, so he would just. I looked at her reflectionin the mirror, it was the same look that she had for Ken'sparty and with a smile I asked, "Who are you?"With a big smile Kate said, "Why, I'm your hair dressermiss." So, where'd you get the wig." Jaimie came up with it. Like it?" It looks better then the one that you wore for the party." It feels better too. It's real hair."Kate then worked on my hair for a little while. When shewas done I looked in the mirror and it was the same look asI had at the cabin.Kate then. But for now I bring to you a series of small encounters with my friends, colleagues and neighbours. And as always I would love to begin share my experience with Meenakshi. Meenakshi Rekhi is a voluptous woman, all of 36, tall and fair skinned North Indian. She has two sons both aged below 5. Her husband is in the US.I am narrating a real life story happened in my life. Then I was 31 years old strong built muscular man. We were staying in Bangalore. I was traveling to Goa with my parents in a. I climaxed once, twice, three times as this creature from hell relentlessly pounded my vagina—my whole body, in fact—into utter submission, absolute obedience. I was totally under his control! After half an hour or so, I felt his devil-dong swell up inside me even more, and he finally made a sound—gutteral, primitive, inhuman—as he shot his load into my thoroughly-conquered womb. It was the opposite of what I’d expected: His jism was freezing cold! The shock to my overheated body made me climax.