All the servers are fashionable, but there are no uniforms. It’s very hip and probably way out of my price range.The hostess asks me how many, and I...tell them I’m meeting someone. They ask a name, and when I tell them, they point me to a table in the back where a person is sitting, facing away from me.I approach nervously. The person at the table, even though it’s from behind, looks nothing like Jace. The hair is styled. The clothes are too fashionable. Jace was a total jock, like Carl, but. As he nears the bed, I adjust my position on the bed then freeze at his harsh look. My body is beginning to cramp from holding such an awkward position. He approaches me with two scarves. He gently turns my head away from him and places the first across my eyes. Darkness fills me, matching the darkness I receive from the pleasure he gives me. The pain allows me to roam freely in the feeling of subservience and submission. He turns my head towards him. I open my mouth anticipating the second. Tujhe toh muft me bhi Chodunga.” Shefali then sucked us one by one till we were hard and erect. Then she squealed, “Meri gaand kisine nai maari pehle. Pehle tu maar phir iska bada lund lungi.” The cabbie smiled, “Isko toh mere lund ki latt lag gayi.” He commanded me, “Gaand chaat iska. Taiyyar kar isko.” without thinking, I started spitting on her asshole and started licking and sucking it. She was going crazy with pleasure. Then, the cabbie said, “Andar bistar pe maarte hai iski chal.” And we. " I mean if it was just the re-pro-duc-tion thing we wouldn't have to fall in love, would we. Or get married." No. Sex is an act of love as well, almost the ultimate act of love. But that's besides the point I think. Do you want to know about love? Reproduction is the correct way to say it, by the way." No. There was a word in an article I read that I don't understand." Oh, what word was that?" Er-ero-geni-i-ous zone?"I saw from the corner of my eye how my wife turned to look at me, I bet she.