LIPS AS LABIALips and labiaAre the same thing.I know this to be true,For, whenever I open to you,My lips are labia;My mouth, a clitoris;My tongue, a c...nt,Wet with a woman's loveFor you, despite my ownDangling, useless cockAnd balls. My manhood,For you, I surrender,Accounting my sex and genderNaught but testimoniesOf my love for you.YOU, MY LORDYour penis fills my fist;My lips part to slideAnd glide over the smoothColumn of fleshThat is your sex;My gaze is lowered,As it should beIn your. He told me that while discussing this matter to his wife it was Seema aunty who suggested my name And he also told that aunty was very well aware of my all extracurricular activities which I thought was a secret b/w me and him. Knowing this I was so excited to meet Seema aunty. So told I am ready for this. He then went for a bath and told me to go and talk with Seema. I immediately went to kitchen and looked at Seema aunty’s eyes. She was shy to look at my face and I went nearby and could not. "Where's the chicken?" he asked."That's what I'd like to know," she replied. "Whip it out and let me get a taste." What?" he said, acting oblivious to her request. "I don't understand." Don't be selfish," she said. "I gave you waffles, now you give me something yummy to nibble on."Randall gulped. He looked around the restaurant to see if anyone was paying attention. The place was almost empty."Well?" she asked. "Show it to me."Randall hesitantly opened up his pants and fished out his penis. She started breathing heavily, her palm wet. I held her in my arms from behind and started kissing her ears. Then I lifted her and took her to my bedroom and made her lie on my bed. I took off my shirt and went to the bed. I touched my lips to her and started kissing. My tongue started exploring her mouth. But she didn’t respond. I asked her “kya hua”. She said “sahib ye galat hai. Ye sirf shaadi ke baad mere pati kar sakte hai”. I said “kuch galat nahin hai. Bade bade log bhi ye karte hai..