Before my senses came to reality he was gone . he said he hated me . “ if even he hates me then whats the meaning of my existance ? The only reason ... continued my life after my husbands death was for him . He is all I have . If he doesn’t need me anymore then why am I still alive ? ” – I started to have such strange questions . “ He is just a bit angry . He really doesn’t hate me . Yes , He did say he loved me . He cant hate me . Theres no way ” – I said to myself . I could hear him saying he. ” Now I slapped her ass cheeks hard, she screamed and I liked it. And started slapping her ass cheeks and fucking her hard.Both of us now cummed at the same time and I deposited inside her again. Now, she saw the time, it’s already 1:30 hours since Rekha left. Now, she may arrive anytime. Pavani was tensed and wanted to fix everything. She got up and saw. It was a huge mess.The bedsheet had her blood stains and it became wet with our juices. I calmed her down and asked her to get ready and I’ll. One night in the busy and loud and noisy streets of Istanbul, Ben entered a crowded bar, walked over to the bar area, and ordered a beer. He sat down on the stool and thanked the barman when his pint of beer was in front of him. Ben took a swig and glanced around and saw people dancing to the loud music, people talking in booths and laughing. He caught sight of a very handsome and sexy blonde man with a stubbly chin at the other end of the bar wearing a blue shirt staring right at him. Being. I smiled, and again denied but on the same time I realized that I am caught. Few days passed like that and we got closer, couple of times we had ice-cream after dinner and moved like that, once I asked whetherAashu bhaiya calls her regularly, she said yes but in week days he make very small calls and on weekends, we talk to each other freely and after few minutes of this she said that she feels very lonely and thanked me for being her friend. I was delighted with her statement, which gave me.