Before I can stop myself, my lips brush against your neck and I kiss my way up your throat. I hear a quiet groan as you take your hands down my back t... squeeze my bum. You take my face in your hands and kiss me very tenderly. "What are you sorry about? Don't you still want this?" I can hardly bear to look at you. "I'm sorry I left. But I'm more sorry that I didn't come back sooner." You don't say any more as you kiss me passionately and deeply. I can't fight it any more and I respond in kind. . " "You're k**ding me, Dee Dee! Most people would think that you're younger than I am." "No games, Jordan. I was born in nineteen fifty-six. It's now the year two thousand. So you can do the math as easily as anyone." "So how have you managed to stay so young looking, Dee Dee?" "Okay. Get comfortable in that chair, Jordan. I'll try to condense this, but it's still a lengthy story to tell. In seventy-six, I was twenty, and I'd enrolled in college. Even back then I could tell it wasn't. The idea of two or more cocks in my body at once was a fantasy I have had, but that was the closest it has ever come to reality."A silence fell over the room as both Ed and Kay mulled over the events of the previous night."It doesn't have to be, you know," Ed said, looking into his wife's eyes."Doesn't have to be what?" Fantasy... I know guys that would fall over themselves to have a piece of you, babe." Oh yes, like who?” Kay laughed loudly."Like Chas and Kevin, for starters; they have always. Maa bollo somoy khub kom, tui aj kaj chere de arc hole ja dadar kache. O sokhal theke khub khushi ache. Tui aj thke amar bou hoyegeli. Toder ami ekdin biye diye debo. Jharna ektu lojja peye ma ke pronamm kore opore elo. Jharna bollo amar jama kapor ta charte hobe. Boudir kichu dao. Ami oke almari theke fresh dress dite gelam. Jharna bollo ogulo diona dhora pore jabe. Tumi boron boudir chara kapor gulo dao tomar mone hobe bou tomar kache ache bole haste laglo. O amar bouer chara ghorer pora.