Jii bhar ke ganda sanda or sexy gandi baate bolo pati bole haa bilkul maza jabhi aayega asfak fir asfak bola mere pati ko oyeee gandu chal ab apni biw... ko mere samne nangi ker or mere pati ne mera gown uttar diya ab mai bilkul nangi thee asfak bola kya maal hai yaar teri biwi ishe to roz chod chod ke randi babadoFir woh bola chal chinaal ab lund muh mai le or coosh maine niche baith ker ushka lund muh mai le ker cooshne lagi yyum umm umhh or mere pati bole wah lund bahut accha cooshti haiYeh. Craig chuckled softly."It's the one with less fur." He straightened, wrapping the robe around himself a little tighter and pulling the ends of the belt. Eve was doing the same, her soft blue robe much more shapely on her body than his was on him. Her eyes seemed to twinkle as they met his."Could you put the kettle on? I'll be there in a bit."He nodded, leaving the nursery.How had he gotten this lucky? A beautiful, intelligent wife, an incredible son, a job that let him spend time with both. The. "My macho guy." Karen checked her watch. "So, how much time do you have before you have to make this decision?"I laughed. "Point taken." By the way, are you still with her? Is there anything going on to change the state of your marriage and your relationship? Do you come home to her? Does she get to take you into her bed? Will you be comforting her when she is troubled? Is she going to have any of your children?" Rhetorical questions suck. Not only do you have answers to them, you have the. Expert Kisser, show me."He started to say something, stopped, started again and stopped again. We were sitting side by side on the cushions and for what must have felt like at least three full hours we just stared at each other without breathing. Then he slowly reached out and took my shoulder, pulling me towards him. I didn't resist. My mind was swirling wildly and I felt myself move closer and closer until our lips were almost touching. He hesitated there, our lips no more than a centimeter.