Ye hoth i want to kiss you. Baaho me pakadana chahta Hu aise Ki sab dard dur ho jaye. N kuch aur bolu usase pahle she suddenly started kissing me mai ...o jannat me hi tha. Itne soft oth the na uske Ki muze b pata nahi chala kab Mai uske oth suck karane laga kiss bahut hi wild hote ja raha tha. Maine usko apnae se chipka liya aur apani baho me bhar k kiss karane laga. Usne dono hato se mera sir pakada hua tha aur pagalo Ki tarah kiss kar rahi thi. Mere hair me se haat ghuma rahi thi chut land pe. “What?”“You have a fever. I don’t mean to sound like a perv, even though I am, but I need to check you over.”“Which means?”“Take off your gown.”“NO!” snapped Dakota.“Look, I’m not trying to be a jerk or a perv, you’ve got a fever and I need to see if you’ve got other injuries that are infected.”Dakota sighed, then stood up and removed her gown. Since her bra and panties were still with her clothes, she was naked underneath. Lincoln smiled as he examined her firm, young body. He fought the urge. "I hope he washed his hands" she said through her laughs. "I'm never gonna wash them again" I said only half joking, bringing my fingers up towards my mouth.We all sat down, Hazel and Kelly next to each other on the sofa and me on the floor right in front of them, a bit like a hungry puppy waiting to be fed. I don't think my tongue was hanging out but I can't be sure. After what had just happened the conversation inevitably then turned to sex and they started interrogating me on how many women. My wife on more than one occasion had joked, yet in a serious snobby way, that Brandy and I would have made a better couple.I didn't have the heart to tell my wife straight out to her face that her lack of interest in sex, and the same lack of interest in sex Brian had, according to Brandy, would make them a perfect couple. Both being out of shape, not in good physical shape, constantly complaining, and miserably unhappy, Brandy and I would often talk privately and laugh about how compatible.