Kehi bi unsatishfied aunty o bhuja mananku anurodh je semane mo tharu ghiana khaibaku chahuthile mail kari paranti vibe re, kintu pura secrete menatai... karibaku padiba.E kahani sebe ra jebe mu sailasree vihar re ghara bhada nei rahuthili praya di varsa purve. Mu rahuthiba pakha ghare ghara owner o tanka wife rahuthile. Bahu kasta re se ghra ti milithila jadio mu bachelor tathapi semane mote rakhithile. Bhai eka private office re kama karanti, bhauja kintu house wife. Ha mu bhauja nka bisare. Prudence on the other hand was an aficionado of "full bush" presentation and used a little comb to keep her rug well-groomed. Both girls had discussed the possibility of sharing young Oscar's bulging crotch at first opportunity and they were in agreement that he should be the one to deprive them of their unwanted "cherries" sooner rather than later.Knowing that Oscar was not the type to aggressively pursue any project of a carnal intent, they had devised a plan that would use the widow. He did it at work, he did it at thegym, hell he even did it yesterday morning when he cut in front of thatloser ordering coffee.Alan reached over to where his alarm should be, hoping to check the timeand find out it was much earlier than he expected. It was then herealised that something was very wrong.As he shifted his body weight across his bed, he felt a bizarre tuggingof fabric in his ass, a feeling so alien to him that he glanced down asif by reflex, and saw the body of a young woman. “Peaches, you look great,” I said and meant it.“Thanks, where is Kate?”I looked down at the sidewalk. “We kind of split up.”I felt her hand on my shoulder. “I’m sorry, what will you do?”Clearing my throat, I said, “Continue as usual, what else is there. First on my list is to get the house and garden taken care off.”“Sounds great, let me know if you need any help, I’ll be around.”“Thanks, Peaches, see you later.”I watched her jog away, and I realized that she had called me Mark, instead of Mr..