[Rajesh was approaching me and kept his hand on my shoulder and dragged me towards himself, I tried to resist but he was too strong for me]Rajesh: I w...s thinking that you bring some fruits for the Simran too.My Husband: yes sure, but what fruit Rajesh?Rajesh (pawing one of my boobs with his farm hand): Bring some mango. I like your choice of mango.My Husband: How many?Rajesh: (now getting hold of both my boobs over my blouse; I am looking at his eyes with shock and wonder and he is giving me a. D’ailleurs il ne me propose pas une autre rencontre quand nous nous quittons.Le mercredi, j’appelle Denis. On se retrouve sur la Défense dans un restau du CNIT. Il m’explique qu’il a été marié presque 30 ans avant d’assumer ce qu’il est et qu’avant de se mettre en couple avec Maxence il y a 3 ans, il s’est livré à tout un tas d’excès. Excès avec lesquels il aimerait renouer vu mon masochisme évident et mes dispositions pour la défonce anale. Il me parle de dogging, de sling, de cruising, de. . please.”When there’s only about three feet clearance between bed and the deckhead (read ‘ceiling’) the options for intercourse are limited ... but none-the-less pleasurable. We went for missionary that first time. Looking back on it, as I do frequently, I’m pleased I managed to hold out through her first two orgasms before letting go myself. I can’t claim the credit, though, not really; I was just lost in the moment. Yes, wanting to make it last – forever would have not been too long (might. I'm gonna tell you, pay attention lest I smack you with one.In days of yore, before some some wise guy printed lines on school paper, students had to line their own paper for penmanship class ... and reports ... and writing punishment sentences to remind themselves of transgressions never to be repeated.Ink pens have a handle similar to the old goose quill, without the feathers, that was the writing instrument of necessity back in the stone age... 1800. The French claim to have invented a steel.