Beth's eyes are a shimmering blue-green, her mouth fixed in a smile that brightens the day and illuminates the night. She has never married and is rec...vering from a bad relationship in which her ex mentally abused her. We are both in recovery mode and not ready to go further, or so I thought.One Friday evening in early September, Beth suggested we have dinner at her home. This is not an unusual request, as we like to both cook for each other and experiment with ingredients. "Good idea," I. He started going back and forth in the depths of her throat.Ankur adjusted his and her height dick to touchdown on her pussy.And then he started to go in. They started humping her. Trying to go deeper. Sid was already balls deep in her throat. 7 inches inside her. He pulled his dick out half and then shoved it back in balls deep. Ankur still was pressuring his dick in her tight pussy.When his tip got in, he started pushing it deeper with every stroke. Sometimes both of them pushed their dicks. "You may speak faggot-slut, but it had better be short and quick because you have work to do." she instructed me sternly.I thought while still kissing her what I would say. I thought about how I could maybe plead her into stopping this if I gave her all the money I had. If I gave her my Mercedes perhaps. Maybe if I just told her that I was sorry for ever thinking that I was worthy of her, she might leave me in a back alley somewhere so I could crawl somewhere and hide.But all that came out was,. Mu chalei debi , hele tame ki kama kariba mora ? Hau tamara chanada deicha boli tama na (name ) lakhideli.Vauja : Dekhi kauthi lekhila ( Vauja diary ta dekhibaku chahinle, hele mo banda ta tengei thibaru mo pant uparu diary ta kadhi paru nathili , Dhara padijibi boli laja laguthila )Mu: kahili para lekhili!Vauja : Hun, Tamaku biswas nain. (Vauja eya kahi diary ta mo hata ru vidi nele. Hathat tanka hata ta mo banda re baji gala.Eka stri ra prathama chhuna re mo banda aahuri fuli uthila. Baramuda.