Goori taange and full tight dress puri figure mast dikhai de rahi thiMai khda hoa aur use hug kiya aur wo muje zor zor se kiss krne lgi and muje dhka ...aar kr bed pr leta diya aur mere upar aaa kr let gyi maine usae zor lga kr khda kiya and zor se pakd kr room ki deewar pr lga kr khada kiya aur uske dono hath zor se pakd kr usse lip kiss krna shoro kr diya hor wo b sath de rahi the 5 mint baad wo dherw se boli mere hath chodo jaanmaine mna kiya aur uski neck pr kiss kiya wo machl rahi thi fir. Did you know that even after all this time I’m still an undischarged bankrupt? Still shunned by the music industry, although I’ve written over 200 unpublished songs? I still play, of course, it is in my blood, but just bass guitar for a local dance band in pubs and village halls, accompanying my lovely wife Becky’s fairly average but spirited vocals.Becky didn’t know why I baulked every time at her insistence in singing “your” song, huh! Your bloody song! For many years I couldn’t tell her the. I knew I should do something about it, but in my post-orgasmic daze I was too satiated to move. I also didn't think, being so young and horny, that my rustling of the old squeaky metal bed would have been loud enough to wake anyone...and alert them to what I was doing.When the door opened, my eyes were still closed, and I opened them quickly, to see Annie waiting there in one of her little white dresses, holding a tray with toast and orange juice on it. "Hello," she said, in her distinctive. The woman staring back was a sight to see, beautiful beyond belief, dressed in a leather wedding dress, veiled, and standing on wobbly legs. Mark took a deep breath, looked to the maid and finally spoke. "What's going on?" The maid replied like it was nothing notable and simply said, "It's your wedding day silly." Like he should have known. Amanda took stock of the situation quickly and fell into roll."Well, when's this suppose to take place?" Her new voice was strange to hear, and she wasn't.