And you can share anything with me. I’m a good secret keeper.Mausi: It was 4-5 years ago with your mausaji.Me: But he left you 2-3 years ago, no?Mau...i: Yeah. But things had already started falling apart. We never got so close after that.Me: And then you never had sex with anyone else?Mausi: No, I can’t have. What would people say?Me: Why do you worry about people and not about yourself?Mausi: I’m no longer interested in sex.I knew she was lying. She had tried to kill all her desires and. “Wait, the tray. You forgot the tray.”“No, no missy. That’s pink work for tomorrow.”“You chauvinistic bas...” Before she could finish, he placed his fingers to her lips. “Now, now…ouch!” She had bitten the ends of his fingers. “You little wench. I’ll fix you!” he exclaimed as he picked her up and carried her across the living area towards the bedroom. As he reached the door, he stopped, flicked off the lights, turned and pushed open the bedroom door with his back. They entered, but after a few. I just loved it anyway. I smiled at him, as he made my nipples erect. I was massaging his head and moaning.After a while, he took hold mo my hands and pressed them against the mattress, still eating my boobs. I let him do that, and waited till he stops eating my boobs.After a while like that, he stopped eating my boobs, kissed me up to my mouth, cuddled me and we started French kissing each other, rolling on the mattress.Sometimes, he broke the kiss to say something lovely so that he could turn. That mission to find and kill us all would now end. I moved forward silently and opened the case, withdrew the Remington Model 11 12 gauge shotgun, it held nine rounds, the last rounds loaded were 4 rounds of Brenneke 12 gauge rifled slug, 500 grains at 44 magnum velocity, 2 cars to blow out the radiator and bust the engine; they once used these slugs on elephants, then 5 rounds of 000 Buckshot, the Remington Model 11 was as accurate as a rifle with slug to 75 yards, I slipped a bandolier over.