Bringing my eyes back to you I watch as you move over to your chair and sit down running your hands down your legs as you work the straps to your sand...es off and slip them off your feet.You stand back up and lossen your hair before turning away from me and putting your hands on the chair and arching your back as you look back over your shoulder at me and smile.I point to the bed and say kneel,and put your hands behind you my pet.By the tone of my voice you know its not the time to tease and. He wears a cap with a feather, gold earrings and ... here it comes ... has big, red lips. Yup. Well, that's what you get with traditions that start in 1850. Recently, the United Nations called us out on it and said we ought to end this racist tradition. The committee on that topic was headed by a black, American woman. Oh, how we laughed. Yes, let's have Americans lecturing us about racism. How about we lodge a complaint with the UN about Thanksgiving? That's about successful repression of the. Pehli nazar me hi wo aankho me sama gyi. Tabse hi unhe chodne ki sochta tha.Dheere dheere unke pariwar humare pariwar k karib aagya bahut baat hone lagi. Wo humare ghar aane lagi aur main bhi unke ghar chala jata tha unse baaat kiya karta tha.Hum bahut ache dost ban gye aur apni personal baat bhi share karne lage. Sath me hum sex ki bate bhi karne lage. Unhone mujhe apni suhagraat k bare mein bhi bataya sab kuch kya kya kiya kitni baar chudayi ki. Wo chudayi ki pyasi thi wo usne mujhe khud. He could smell her cologne, and see her pulse in her neck. He had caused her to breathe faster already. So tasty, he thought. “I want to taste your lips, your mouth…” his lips came down on hers, insistent and needy. His tongue ran over her lips, then sought entrance into her succulent mouth. Her lips parted after a time, and he tasted her, explored her mouth, his kiss getting more passionate and intense. Mandy reacted, her nipples hardening and wetness down below which she could not control..