Dave held her against him for a long time, both of them content to just feel one another. He languorously stroked her back, holding her to him. He kis...ed her temple, and then made his way down her jawline. Using his left hand, he pushed her hair back off her neck and began nuzzling her ear, leisurely making his way down her throat, to her shoulder. He grazed her shoulder with his teeth, not hard enough to leave a mark, just enough to make her gasp. Kayla pulled back and narrowed her lust. My upbringing teaches me to respect them and nurture them.I carry them out.But while doing all this it seems the women in me is lost to a busy husband,demanding relatives.I was 23 when I was married to Satish a Manager in an Multinational Company.I have vivid memories of my bidai(send off),how much i wept about leaving my parents home.The moment I sat in the car with my husband,my journey towards a new life began or may be it had already begun.Me and my husband were sitting in the back seat. Warm sweet mouth. God - he smelt divine, his long, strong fingers expertly running down her blouse buttons and she could feel his approval of her lace basque press against her hip as he paused momentarily to admire his wife's breasts cupped beautifully, the embroidered pattern highlighting her narrow waist. His eyes travelled down to her black pencil skirt, now halfway up her thighs, encased in suspenders and stockings long legs lead to black stilettosSmiling, she reached up and pulled out her. "Ugh, this odor is enough to gag a maggot!" I groused. Mandy thought itwas hilarious.So we tried a smoke or two, and agreed we couldn't see what the appealwas, although it did look sexy to dangle one out of your mouth. But italso made us cough, and got our eyes red."At least your eyes and voice are more like your Dad's now," Mandyoffered. How true. I was hoarse and coughing, and my eyes were red, justlike him.Next we tried the vodka. It burned but wasn't all that bad. Mandy gotsome cranberry.