Fir usne apna saara paani mere muh mein nikaal diya, aur thak kar let gaya. Maine uske lund pe bache paani ko chaat ke saaf kiya, aur firse lund choos...a start kiya. Kuch der baad, uska lund firse khada ho gaya.Fir wo bola: Ab main tumhari gaand ko khush kaunga..Usne mujhe zor se bed pe patka, aur meri gaand mein apni jeebh daal di. Mere muh se aaahh nikal gayi.Maine isse pehle kabhi apni gaand nahi chatwayi thi, aur usne mujhe pagal kar diya tha. Wo gaand ke andar apni poori jeebh daal ke chaat. I thought of taking a bold step and asked her about her virginity after a few basic conversations.V: Can I ask you one thing?M: Yeah you can.V: Are you a virgin?M: What? Are you mad? What are you talking?V: I wanted to ask. Sorry if it hurts.There was no message for about 10-15 min. I was sleepy and thought of saying sorry once again and sleep.V: Mrudula, I am so sorry if I hurt you. Really sorry,M: Tell me what you are thinking about me?V: Nothing Mrudula.M: I am asking that what you are. She put her legs arround my head and start moaming.when she was done i got up and she said that she want's me to do something else:"i want you to film your mom naked while you jark off to her" i will not do suck a thing" i am sure that you want and that you masturbate thinking about her so what's the problem?"i wanted to deny what she said but i was to amazed by what she wanted me to do."i will tell you exactly what to do and you wont get in trobles but if you do not agree i will tel them. For a moment she is content. The third chair. ‘I have no long speeches for you, dear ex husband. I have only two small gifts. The two things which always meant more to you than I ever did. I have left instructions that they be delivered to you. May they bring you as much happiness in the future as they did in the past!’ On the chair she lays a pack of playing cards, and a bottle of cheap whisky. The fourth chair. In some ways the most difficult. The only living person to whom she feels a debt..