Naan muthalil priya madiyil paduthukondu irunthen, en sunni viraithu paarthaale therinthukondu thaan irunthathu. En sunni viraithu irupathai priya mat...um praba iruvarume paarthaargal. En nanban udane nee praba madiyil padu endru solinaan, naanum udane praba madiyil paduthen. Appozhuthu aval mulai en thalaiku mele irunthathu.Praba mulai en thalai meethu pattu urasikondu irunthathu, haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaa jollyaga irunthen. Aanal naan priyavaiyum vida vilai avalaiyum kati pidithukondu thaan. You were just trying to keep her from dying from cancer alone. That was not okay. I think Jen was jealous.”“I see,” I said. Was that why Deb acted like Rose got on her last nerve so often? Why she had finally told Rose to leave, and to go back to the asshole boyfriend who fell in love with someone else and left her to die alone, in a city where she had no friends or family? The beginning of the end of my marriage with Deb? Maybe that was why she was saying she’d do anything. Bitch. I had loved. It was as if, in this instant, we were knowing that this was our first kiss. Knowing we would never experience 'the first' again, outside of memories we each would carry. I loved the slowness. I loved the lingering of her face so close to mine, her breath halting, anticipating, living the eroticism of the moment.Our lips touched with a brushing lightness. Our mouths parted slightly, drinking in the passion that was boiling just beneath the surface. Our lips sealed tightly, as we were drawn into. Shree me mast lag rahe the jo pura sexy tha jisme back aur navel pura dhek raha tha main laptop chala raha tha aur mere maa tv dhek rahe the mere uncle age 27,wo v mere maa k sath tv dhekne lage aur bole kya bat hai bhavi mast lag rahe hai koi bat hai kya,mere maa v apna boobs dhekate hue bole nahi thode garme lag rahe hai,main chouk gaya ac room me garme,main bahar darwaje k bagal se sun raha tha.Mere maa bolne k bad uncle ko dhek k kuch isare karne lage to uncle ne kaha ki lagta hai bhavi ko.