I won the lottery!' The husband said, 'Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?' 'Doesn't matter, ' she said. 'Just get out.'Marr...age is a relationship in which one person is always right, and the other is a husband.A Polish immigrant went to the DMV to apply for a driver's license. First, of course, he had to take an eye sight test The optician showed him a card with the letters 'C Z W I X N O S T A C Z.' 'Can you read this?' the optician asked. 'Read it?' the Polish guy. .and as I completed my statement I again started kissing her and as she was also horny she started responding with sending her tongue in my mouth and we did a French kiss for a long time…in mean time Ragni removed her bra and her boobs were free in her top.I moved and took out her top and saw her boobs they were beautiful and stated kissing them…I took her nipples in my mouth and licked them and bite them and she moaned loudly and i asked Ragni to kiss her…they were kissing each other and I. To him she was someone who would always love him, accept the imperfect him, understand the confused him, even when he was the wrong him, because that was the only version she knew how to be. “You’re my favorite,” he said offhand. “Favorite?” “Yeah,” he stammered. “My favorite lips to kiss. My favorite name to see appear on my cell phone. My favorite way to spend an afternoon, you know, my favorite.” “You’re my favorite too,” she stared down at her bare feet. She stood against the wall, the. Next two days, she dint look at my face. I felt very miserable. After the 2nd day, I told S, “This is bad – I did a mistake & I told sorry!” Suddenly, she started weeping!. I felt something wrong! I locked my cabin, went close to her, with a tissue, I wiped her tears. I again told sorry.. sat next to her chair.. placed my hand on her shoulder with good intentions to pacify her.I told that I will not repeat it, again. She shook her head NEGATIVELY… I got confused. She was weeping. Then She.