Both were talking about fucking and sex. I could not believe my eyes. The lady was telling, “My hubby fucks me thrice a week, apart from Sunday afte...noon, when Gokul and Renu go out. He fucks me naked, and we do it again the same night.”Shivani was telling, “My hubby is out for one month. I just masturbate with my fingers. (ungli andar dal ke pareshan ho gayee hoon.)” I could not believe the words that were coming out of my bhabhi’s mouth. She was unsatisfied and she was missing my brother.. Slowing her tempo she savored every moment, to be able to cause such pleasure was enjoyable. Satisfying him was her only goal, giving without concern. His hand tightened against her back, a sign he offered to let her know what was about to happen. He expected her to pull away, but instead she took more of him into her mouth…deeper…harder…all of his rigidity within her mouth and throat. The tension in his body exploded, the moans from his throat reminded her of a wild animal. She received his. ’ ‘Alright, don’t get tetchy. I’m just wondering what you’re doing, that’s all. Where’s your helmet?’ Darius groaned. ‘Look, can’t I just-’ ‘Wait right there.’ His mother rushed out of the kitchen, and Darius wheeled his bike out of the shed. ‘Here,’ she said, planting the helmet on his head. ‘now cycle safely. And don’t be too long, I’m cooking your dinner soon, mind you, so don’t have too much fun.’ ‘I will.’ He said, as she kissed him on the cheek. ‘There. Bye now!’ ‘Bye. They’ll be round you like wasps at a honey pot, STOP SMILING! Or flies round shit”“Thanks for that analogy. Anyway I’m to help at the sailing primarily. Do you think it would be a good idea to test a boat for handling characteristics?”“Oh? ... you mean? ... go for a sail? Yeeeeees, that would be an excellent use of our time.”“You can give me a quick primer on Netball rules while we’re out if you like. I may have to help there too.”“Girls can only take two steps, then have to throw the ball to.