Me:- You can talk with mom uncle, I will be back soon.I left home with hands free head phone. I received the call from uncle. He said your mom is wash...ng her plate.Me:- Uncle, once again.. you should not hurt her.May:- Sure Raju, me too love her. If I need to fuck someone I can fuck for money. But with your mom I want to make lo.. shh. She is coming.I continued to listen the conversation.Mom:- Do you need ice cream?May:- No, I will drink it laterMom:- Ok.May:- Where are you moving? Come on.. What might have occurred beyond the stones and at the edge of the forest would have been almost invisible to the dancers and revelers inside the circle.“Amélie, feel this, will you?” Sandrine stroked the nearest stone. Her fingers seemed to seek out every ridge and bump and imperfection in the rough, rain-pocked surface. “I know it seems strange, but this rock feels alive.”Amélie joined her and put her hand over Sandrine’s. “Feels pretty warm to me, Sandrine.”Sandrine poked her. “Not me, silly.. I kissed your breasts properly for the first time. I not only kissed them, I licked your nipples, sucking them, circling them with my tongue, as my hand crept up between your legs...You were breathing faster, those lovely breasts rising and falling rapidly, and I kissed you on the mouth ... Again, I sent you away, afraid that I wouldn't be able to hold back from fucking you unless we stopped...I'd look in on you when I went to bed. You'd often be sitting up reading, and I'd kiss you and briefly. We two looked into each other’s eye and I got my answer. She went to our suite and I went to the bar to hook up those two black men. After talking for some time, I came to know they were from Africa and they were here for an official trip.Slowly, the topic shifted to sex and they said they love Indian women. I said that I am on my honeymoon and showed them my wife’s pic. They said, lucky you.I was straight to the point and told them they can be lucky too. They were taken back. Then I showed.