With his eyes it had looked different, the colour receptors in his eyes were of another phenotype than hers. In the past, Baglian had studied the pict...re for many hours to gain a perception and interpretation of it strong enough to make the memory suitable for sedation. The Femaron was not planning to train her in these matters any time soon, but from his emanations Majgen had understood the basic concepts of sedation by images, and she was eager to learn. A flickering of emotion in Baglian’s. Jo keh k bulana hai…Mai ne kaha k Sara chalo ab tumhe aur maza deta hoon…Mujhe bilkul yaqeen nahi ho raha tha k meri mom mere samne nude leti hain…Me ne unko phir lip kiss diya phir neche aaya aur boobs ko dubane laga aur right boob ka nipple lips me liya aur duba diya mom ne kaha aram se plz me apni mom k nipple ko choos raha tha bohut maza aa raha tha me kabhi 1 tou kabhi dosra nipple moun me leta aur jitne possible hota utna boob moun me le kar choosta aur dubata mom ne kaha k aahhhhhh bus. Similarly, this little thing will swell up ifmassaged.' He was fingering me in the usual way. 'It's called the clitoris. Andjust behind it is a hole called the vagina.'His finger pressed into me. He had never donethat before.'Ow!''Does it hurt?''A bit.''Does this hurt?' He started reciprocating hisfinger inside me and I felt another finger trying to gain entrance. Suddenly, Iflooded. I could feel juices from deep inside me drenching his fingers. I couldsmell myself. I wanted him to kiss me. He. She held my hand and took me to the bed and made me sit. She sat beside me. I could not look into her eyes. I began to cry. She suddenly held me in her arms and rested my head on her breasts. I gave myself up and began to weep like a little child on her breasts. She let me cry and ran her hand over my hair, soothing and comforting me. “it’s all right Rakesh, I understand. I don’t mind. Now stop crying and look at me,” she said. I looked up at her and she smiled at me and rubbed the tears off my.