“If The Villain pleasures you, it means you truly would have sold me to the devil for it.”Having fallen as low as I imagined possible, the darknes... surrounding me sought to breech my soul and devour it. I did cry out at times, from my son’s rampant manhood plundering my puss, but I never responded to his use of my selfish substitue.There came a day when I discovered another pit to fall further into. Hory had dropped his tools to take me in the front yard. My son kept grease in a leather pouch. Even though he was embarrassed of his Mom'seccentricity and sometimes even her race, Mikey lovedhis mother dearly and he felt closer to no one else. Hehad only a couple of vague memories of his father. Hewas killed by a policemen when Mikey was a small c***d.His mother believed the policemen had killed herhusband out of mistaken identity, brutality, or racism.Regardless of the reason, to cover up their crime thepolicemen had planted a gun and a large bag of cocaineon her husband. He was a. You hold up the bottle of Chardonnay and tilt your head. I nod and hold my glass out. You fill mine about halfway and then your own. We both take a sip. You put your glass on the hearth.I feel you looking at me and I look down, then back up. You’re smiling.”You know that I’m very attracted to you, don’t you.” You right hand reaches out and gently strokes my knee. Your flesh to my flesh. I feel goose bumps all over me; I feel 16 and I also feel very aroused.”No” I say very simply. You. . :p ‘, she was like koi naa pehle menu tey tang karan dey tenu, loki gaye bhaad che… And we were back in the moment and kissing wildly.Finally, we were back onto our seats when people were blowing horns and not abuses, first time in delhi, ha ha ha.We were talking bullshit the whole time we were together because sense-ful things were never giving us that kick of joy and it never does actually :p.We were now at my place and honestly she looked so hot when she was walking ahead of me. We settled.