Maine apne don htahin se uske boobs uske red color ki bra ke uoar se pakad liye thee adn dheere dheere daba raha, mere honth uske gale per aur back be...tasha chum rahe thee. aur pagal hui ja rahi thee. She was beathing very heavily. Main kiss karta karta uske saamen gaya and kissed on her clevage, tau bahut zor se chillai, “what the hell ur doing with my bra, remove it”. Maine uske bra ko uatara aur kaha can I kiss ur cherrirs, tau usne kaha “U have to eat them”. Aur unsen apne haathin se mera. I try to live a quiet and uneventful life. I believe in the truth of the old Chinese curse ‘May you live in interesting times.’ I hate conflict because I find self control to be greatly needed and very difficult. I try to fit in, and generally do. I am a good member of our local Community Church and attend most important civic events. After all, I need to ‘fit in’ as far as the community is involved. However, because I am not what I seem to be to the casual observer the dangers caused by losing. " Wow",he said, shaking his head,"you sure could have fooled me"."Maybe a drink will help you get over your shock.I've got vodka and scotch." Can you make me a screwdriver?'"Sure can.Turn on the stereo and have a seat and I'll be right with you."I mixed him a strong drink and made myself a scotch on the rocks.I took a Quaalude out of my purse and washed it down with a sip of my drink,touched up my face and joined him in the living room where he was sitting on the couch.I placed our drinks on. . Me ab samaj gaya ke wo bhi ye sukun khona nahi chahti.. Mene apni raftar badha de.. Uske boobs bhi ab uske saaso ke sath upar neeche ho rahe the.. Uska blouse abhi bhi uspar tha.. Mene usse kholna cha.. Ussne bed par ki chadar aur jor se jakad li.. Mene uska blouse khol diya..Fir uska bra kolne ke koshish ke.. But ho na paya.. Mrudula ye samaj gayi.. Usne fir apne hath khud apne peeth ke peche liye aur khud band aakho se apna bra utarkar hata diya.. Ye dekhkar to me pura shock ho gaya.. Wo ab.