.. you have to stop crying. We might be in here a long time. Maybe... maybe we can take your mind off of things for awhile."She pulled me to her, her ...rms wrapping around me, comforting me. I buried my face in her shoulder, wishing I was strong, like her. I could smell her perfume... the aroma so faint, it enticed you closer to gather its lovely bouquet. I was momentarily embarrassed by my own cheap perfume.We stood together for a long time... I felt safe in her arms... her body so firm, not. It was the time when I met the beautiful aunty in the gym where I used to go regularly. Her name is Seema (name changed). I usually go to the gym in the morning 6 in the morning. The one that I go usually is empty in the morning. It was a gym where hardly there were only 10 to 12 people every time. But that day I noticed a new lady in the gym. She wore the black tank top and black bottoms.She was sexy in that dress. To describe her sizes are around 40-34-38. She was a little bit chubby like. Around my nipple and massaging my breasts, biting gently..as she rubbed softly. Suckling my nipple..feeling twists on my nipple... twirling her tongue softly biting me gently licking my nipple. Covering me in her heated darkness kiss. Squeezing, snuggles into me twirling herself into me, as she rubbed my vagina gently.. rubbing slowly,deeply. As the kisses and licks, her caress became hotter and darker.’silence’ she moaned.rubbing my vagina softly.. stroking it. .. as her heated kiss devoured. "Mr. Quinn, do not speak over a witness again. Dr. Houston, please finish your answer." As I was about to say," Houston said, obviously irked by the defense counsel, "routine, normal sexual interaction leaves distinct markers. There are abrasions in certain places on the vagina. The lubrication naturally produced during intercourse lessens the trauma significantly. Forcible intercourse rarely is preceded by stimulation in any form. Therefore the markers are different. The abrasions – or in this.