Today I want to know that.I- if I told this don’t scold meShe- don’t create scene tellI – if I told what you will giveShe – what you need tell... – after telling this think I will ask you.She – tellI-” You are damn beautiful. Every boy need a wife like you. If you are not married I itself proposed you. I need a wife like you only. Your husband is very lucky.”She – over ya?I -” no. If I had a wife like you I will not came down from the bed. You are super sexist women “.She was shocked and not able. I saw a man holding a rifle in the woods outside the roadhouse. I circled the stable. In the stable a man got on my horse.I moved quickly and garroted the bushwhacker. I took a short pistol from his pocket and the Springfield. The man went out the back of the stable with my horse. When the young fellow came out of the stable, I called to him from the woods. I had the Springfield pointed at him.He walked to me. I asked about the women. He told me about the eight women they had. None sounded like. . I stroke my now hard cock till its pink head is glistening with my pre-cumm…I hear the plastic stool move and the towel being drawn from the hanger…I move back… Zipper up and withdraw in to the drawing room…I hear the door open… Ashwini is out with a towel wrapped about her bossom and falling just below her waist .. Her thighs are bare… calves are plump and milky white…Hair is not wet…She moves toward the bedroom…I tip toe from the drawing room and move behind her… Her husband is asleep in. Soon I awaited eagerly her next erotic episode to pop up.In between I read back in her elder blog stories. She seemed to want to achieve two things there.Obviously she liked to tell how her hot sexy experiences had happened to her. The main aim was to educate her readers in a Catholic country, where objective and open sex info was still rare!Gothic Girl, Many Masturbation Love LessonsAfter over a dozen years I forgot many details. I can't look back at hre blogs, unfortunately.The reason will be.