P: Oh. I wasn't expecting that. (He let himself in and looked at me in disbelief. He was jealous.)J: Come on. You shouldn't be here. It's weekend.P: S...*t. I'm jealous. (He pulled me to him and kissed me. Passionately. Hard. He was so hungry that he alternated between kissing my lips and my neck. I could feel his tight grip on my hips.)J: Why? We're not even... Before I could finish, he kissed me in the mouth and didn't give me a chance to speak. He pinned me against the wall and started placing. She came back a few minutes later. “Care for a drink, sir?” Jennifer said, stepping behind the bar.“How about a shot of tequila?” said the mousy-looking Jensen. Jennifer poured him the shot, which he downed in a gulp. No accounting for looks, she thought. She noted a small tap on the back door.“I think this might be Debby, now,” she said, and slid out the back door. Then, seconds later, she strode back in followed by Debby.“Christ!” was all Jensen could exclaim. He stared at the vision in front. Hele papa didi ku jaha kale mu dekhichi. Didi bi kichi kama nunhanti. Papankara 8inchia banda ku bia bhitare genhila bele masta kari enjoy karuthile. Taa para too majhire majhire dijana staicase room ku jai genha genhi huanti. Mu dekhe. Dinakara katha mu sambali parili nanhi. Lunch khai room re muthi maruthili. Bhabili naa jauchi kahaku heu genhibi. Didi nahele momi. Didi room re soithile. Hele momi room ku jaidekhila belaku momi kantha ku aauji bia re anguli mari saannaa saannaa heuthile. Gown. Mera rape kar daal aur chood dal mujhe, ye sun kar to mera nard jag agya.yogita ne mera sir pakda aur apnre haath ke jiuntis part me meri naak ko rakh kar ragrene lagi muje badboo aa rahi thi par maja aa raha tha. Paseene se ham dono naha rahe the.meine apni jeebh se uske bad oddur part ko chatta aur yuske paseene ko piya. Mera haath uske boos pea a gaya. yahi meri kwahish thi. Meine uske tite blouse ko jor se khicha aur woo toot gaya. uska bra mere samne tha. Maine use bhi nikal pheka aur uske.