"What?" Why did Sheherezade tell all those stories?" he asked."She told them to the king because she'd been sentenced to death," she said impatiently...."But she left him with a cliffhanger each night so he wouldn't execute her the next day. She was stalling, buying time— oh! You think Joe and Akakha may be doing that?" The possibility occurs to me given their perceived need for time," he answered."Time for what?" To move their mothers."She looked at him open-mouthed. "I never thought of that! Of. Maine kaha nahi papa….andhere ki wajah se thoda peshab fail gya aur lag gya….ab papa ne mujhko kaha thoda teda hokar baitho main tumko khujli kar deta hoon….maine pucha kisse khujli karoge…papa ne meri gaand par chikoti marte huye kaha…kisse karwana chahti ho…to maine bhi unka lund bhinchte huye kaha..isse kyunki khujli andar tak horahi hai….itne mein mummy jag gyi..aur mujhko pukara…main apni kismat ko kosne lagi…mummy ne kaha unko neend nai aarahi hai….aur unhone kaha ki unko aage baithna. Had he not seen us? Perhaps the seat in front of us had restricted his view? I turn to Di who's now sat upright, looking towards her husband. A few seconds later he shoots a glance back at her, and gives what appears to be a nod of approval.With this apparent green light, Di turns back to me and looking me in the eyes moves in to place a gentle kiss on my lips. I can feel her heavy breathing on my cheek as it quickly develops into a French kiss, Di making all the running, me, still coming to. As a man that liked tomasturbate regularly, I had a feeling that he found outon his own how stimulating something up his ass couldbe. Anyway, when I finally stuck a life-like dildo in hisass while we were mutual masturbating, he came offwith such force, it nearly hit the ceiling. I told him thatit was the same for me. Anal stimulation while I wasfuriously playing with my clit gave me the most intenseorgasms.For years, when my husband ate my shaved pussy,invariably his tongue went from my clit.