"And you just happened to bring your laptop? What's up, Frank?" Are Samantha and the kids home?" I asked. "I'd kind of like to talk in private." Wow,"...Peter replied. "Something must be up. Um, no, Sam took the kids to her mom's for the afternoon. But let's go down to my office and talk." Peter led me downstairs to his large basement office. "What's up, Frank? You've got me kind of worried." Well," I began, "nothing's really wrong and I don't think you have to worry. It's just that something. I love how deeply you settle into me. It feels as if you've hit the edge of my walls, something that I know will disappear as soon as we begin to fuck. I remember the way it feels to have a man break me deeper, the slight sting of pain, then the way my body envelopes the intrusion made to fit only that one person. I want that with you. I squeeze down there, letting you feel me before I begin to move. You feel so good that it's hard to go slow, but I want to enjoy you. I move slightly, finding. "Mentes sat at his right hand in a chair only slightly smaller. He was old and weathered, with a trimmed gray beard and many scars. He was stocky, but even in his long, rich tunic, I could sense his strength. He spoke, his voice deep and resonant."Indeed young prince. She is all you promised."Then he spoke to me."Donjeta, I'm told you have a beautiful voice. Would you sing for us?" Yes, dear friend of this house." Good. Perhaps my fine host would provide you with a lyre."Telemachus nodded, and. “Nahin nahi mein nahin karoonga,” kehtay huye Savita ko chhor diya,Lund ko uski Gand se hata liya. Achanak mere is vyavahar se Savita ekdum preshan ho uthi, use samajh nahi aya ki itni planning,itni mehnat aur itni intezar ke baad jab sab kuch tyyar thha to phir ain khushi ke maukay par mein kyon mukar gaya. Meine uski is jigyasa ko dekh kar huns para,aur use chhati se lagatey huay samjhanelaga ki ek bhai hone ke naatay mein apni behan ki gand sookhi hi nahi marna chata. “Savita,mein bhi.