‘Darling, there’s something I need to tell you.’ ‘What is it dear?’ ‘Twenty years ago I made a promise to you that I would never again tur... a woman into a bimbo. I promised to give it all up for you.’ ‘And I love you every day for that sacrifice you made for me.’ ‘And I wanted to make that sacrifice for you, but I am weak. There were times when I strayed from my promise to you. Those sketches are a reflection of the guilt I felt each time I have given in to my weakness and turned a girl into a. Me aaj tak un ko nahi bhool paya..hu..Mene chodne ki speed badayi.. or zor zor se jhatke maarne laga 2 jhatke maarta fir ruk jata…boobs zor se masal rhaa tha or us ki back kaafi nishan bna diye bite kr kr k…wo khud samajh nahi paa rahi thi ke dard hai maza…Bs aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah uhhhhhhh ammmm hhhhhuhhhh…Aaaah oh..plzz… dheere kehtii rahi.. pt mujhe us pe reham nahi aaya or us baal pakde or oeeche kheecha or dusre haath uska gala pakda or puri taqat se chod diyaa….to bdi muskil se wo boli aaram se. But, this time, it’s all together different, and not just sex but also more seduction and excitement.It was one fine day and afternoon. As usual I was sleeping in my room. Door bell rang and Mom opened the door and Rakesh came in. He immediately started kissing mom passionately, holding her tight. Mom, “giggling, stop it here, someone will see us.” Rakesh, leaving for a second, “I already seen floor is empty and your daughter’s room is closed, no one will see, let’s continue here for a moment.”. I slid the flats on and grabbed myblazer and went out to get another cup of coffee while I waited for Momto get finished getting ready. I was sitting in the living room thumbingher copy of Redbook when she came out of her bedroom wearing a navypantsuit with a light blue blouse and navy flats. We both grabbed outpurses and off we went.Mom parked in the downtown area and we went off exploring. I found outthat although it was easier walking in flats than heels it was also a bittougher to put the.