"I'm still so upset, I haven't thought it through. Perhaps this was a mistake." No," I said in a firm voice. "If Brad is doing something like this, I ...hould be the one to turn him around." If he's been cheating," she said softly, "there will be no turning him around. You're right about one thing. He told me a little about your first marriage, what you went through. If he could do it to me, after what he saw ... well, I'd never trust him again. The marriage would be over."That hit me again,. The hourglass waist which was glistening in the dim light. The deep-set navel. Even the shadow cast by her looked appealing. At that moment she had clarity which made her take the next step. She knew exactly what she wanted. She wrapped her pallu and walked out of her house towards Manoj’s.As soon as she reached there she noticed that the door was ajar and Manoj was standing in the center of the candlelit room facing the door. She confidently walked into the room. Her heart was beating fast and. At the age of forty-five, he was an incredible stud who liked sex in all its forms with girls and women of all ages and type. He had even told Sister Leslie about a secret trip to a boy’s seminar. This escapade nearly got him defrocked but he got away with it as usual. He got away with it because he had plenty of sordid information to blackmail his accusers with. For the past ten minutes though, Sister Leslie and The Bishop had been indulging in one of their favourite games of mutual. Ham dono dekhte rahe fir bhaiya ne mujhe kaha ja ab kitchen se oil le k aa.ab teri chooot ko chodoonga.maine mana ker diya.shikha – oil ki jaroorat nai hai.bas daal do.rohit – bahut dard hoga.tu virgin hai.mer jayegi.shikha -nahi,mujhe rough sex karna hai.bina oil k bina kisi foreplay k bas mujhe chod do.daal do lund.aur jinti jor se dhakel sakte ho daal do.Bhaiya bhi josh main aa gaye.mujhe uthaya aur table pe baitha diya.meri dono taangen unke kandhon per thi.woh samne khade the aur meri.