I’m Norbert Weiner and we’ve just moved. Would you know where we’ve moved to?” To which the young girl replied, “Yes daddy, mommy thought yo... would forget.”The Ideal Wife should be beautiful, but not so beautiful that people think you married her only for her beauty. And The Ideal Wife should be wealthy, but not so wealthy that people think you married her only for her money. And The Ideal Wife should be gentle, but not so gentle that she can’t suck a tennis ball through a fifty-foot garden. Mujhe gussa aaya maine ek thappar mar diya osse vo bola mujhe marke galat kiya aap tum gye or bahar jane laga bua ne kaha nahi ruko mai tayaar hu bua ne blanket utar diya osne ek dum se bua ke boobs dabane laga maine osse dhur kiya or bola tune kaha bas dekhunga vo bola tune jo mujhe mara oska kya fir mai kch nahi bola bua ne kaha tu bahar ja maine kaha nahi.Fir uncle bole bahar ja varna the gye mai bahar gya one bua ke boobs dabaaye choose chut me haat dala or bola ki mai ja raha hu mujhe aage. The car slowed some time later and Aldo pulled into an alleyway. Heopened the doors and dragged me out, dropping me hard on thepavement. I was so wrapped up in cushioning plastic that I couldbarely feel it when I hit.He knocked on the door and a woman answered. "You're early," shesaid while Aldo shrugged. "Leave her here and we'll get to her afterwe close up." She had her assistants drag me off behind the dumpsterand then covered me with a tarp and went back inside.I lay there unable to move. Kavita saw me, and put her kurta down in embarrassment. I asked her why she had not closed the toilet. She said she was sleepy, and it never occurred to her that the latch was not a lock. I closed the toilet, and hugged her, giving the excuse that i was worried. She did not move me away, and we both started kissing. That was a very passionate kiss she gave me, and now i felt the chance. I moved the kurta up to her chin, cupped her breasts, squeezed very hard, and started to pump them. She.