Ok chup chap aj so ja.’Ab Manasi sthir nischint ho gae ki aj uski bur ko lund nehni milne bala hei. O ab dhire dhire apni panty,bra, blouse aur sari...pahen kar bed per so gaya.’ Lekin na Manasi ko ya Mujhe nind aa rahi thi. Mein apne lund ko sahela kar manse bola ‘beta jara dhiraj se kam le. Aur ek naya bur tujhe khoub nikat mein prapta hogi. ‘ mujhe pata tha ki aj do bahen ke bur raat bhar tadapte rahenge. Mujhe a bhi pata tha bilamb ka phal khub madhur hoti hei. Manasi ko kal raat mein meri. That’s why I like girls. All girls. Well apart from the ones that troop past each day looking like they have raided the men’s section at Primark.And that’s my issue. They squander their birthright! Ladies, you are so lucky! Yes, I understand you have to put up with men and their shitty treatment of you for thousands of years. But its changing. I have seen it first-hand on my degree course.Ok. Let’s get this clear now, I might be the wrong side of middle age, but my brain is as sharp as always.. I decided that the best thing to do was to let the semen dry on her body. I very carefully closed the robe.After about 15 minutes I called her name, no response.I then got closer to her and shook her and she just slept.Throwing caution to the wind, I got her ready for bed and tossed my clothing aside and got in with her.She was a petite with small breasts. but in old age they were now very saggy as hell with some stretch marks on. and a few blue veins But her nipples were larger than normal. The next semester I was taking a psychology course and Joan was in the same class as me. One of the mandatory books was "Human Sexuality." We had to read it and post our thoughts on the instructor's web page. I read it and posted my thoughts, "Nature versus Nurture, Freud, Kinsey, Masters and Johnson, The sexual response cycle." I was browsing through my classmates postings when I came across Joan's. I couldn't stop reading it. She had numerous thoughts on the various subjects. One of her more.