Dress ground par aa gayi aur asha apne purest roop mein aa gayi. Meri biwi bhi ek no ki model hai wo bhi aise khadi ho gayi jaise ki kaam ki devi ho. ...sko aise nanga khada dekh un dono ke bhi khade ho gaye. Asha ne un dono ke pant mein bane tent ko dekha aur kaha, “Aap dono ko nahi lagta ki ye thoda azaad hona chahte hain. …Waise aap dono bade sharif ho ya main hot nahi hoon kyonki ladki samne bilkul nangi khadi hai aur aap log abhi tak well dressed ho…..”. Mohsin, “Nahi aisa nahi hai”.. That wasn’t only in bed, but in our drawing, as well. We were staring at our first attempt at a still life composition. I agreed that we’d set something up that was attractive. It was a cutting board with a few slices of cheese, cold cuts, and a glass of wine. Boring. We’d even sketched it out from different angles and it was a good composition. Caravaggio could have assembled the exact same still life in 1600.“This isn’t us,” I agreed. “It should say something about our world. You got that on. My heart was pounding like a hammer. I could hear my heartbeat, my ears were red. I was cold due to the fear of getting caught. As I sat on the washroom seat, my mind literally went blank for a second.And my feet just lost all the strength in them. It took me about 10-15 minutes to get myself together. I freshened up and came out and she was waiting for me.Me- Never ever do that to me again! (Scared as hell)She- Mela babu dar gaya kya. (laughingly)Me- It would be a game for you but literally,. She climbed from the car, not caring that her long thighs were exposed. As she and Mike unloaded the car, she leaned over to take the food basket and blanket. She felt her son feeling her ass, and she wiggled it for him.“What if someone saw you playing with my ass?” she said as she stood up.“Who cares?” he grinned, playfully making a grab for his mother’s tits.Lisa danced away from him, laughing and swinging her ass as she walked to the door. The dress, still wet with piss, molded itself to her.