" "Really?" smiled her son-in-law. "Really!" confirmed my mum. "Better than with your husband?" pushed her son-in-law. "Yes, much better than with you... father-in-law. Even when we were young. We never make love now. He spends all his energy on the business." "Then my father-in-law's a fool. You are the sexiest lady in the world and if you were my wife, I would be fucking you all day long…" "Ashley!" mum gasped. "fucking you every morning, noon and night! And you would have to be on the pill or. By that time I helped Mom to get a romantic double bedsheet having a picture of “Sambhog” of Khajuraho’s sculpture. We then laid it on the bed and he was surprised to see the ‘Sambhog’ picture in the middle with the same type of pillow covers. I arranged a water earthen pot beside the bed and he managed for some drinks (both hot and cold) with some snacks which he purchased on the way to our house. All the arrangements were done to his satisfaction and I went out to lock the main gate so as one. I purchased some Thai beads for him as I knew it was a fantasy for him to have his ass screwed and I loved to push my dildo’s inside him. Almost two years into our relationship I found out that anal play could be an amazing experience for me too. I am unsure what intrigued me, but I wanted to know what it would feel like. One morning when he woke me up, I asked if he would try and put the tip of his penis into my hole. He enthusiastically obliged and after lots of lube and fingers, he pushed. Emma was a lousy reporter and an even worse sports reporter. She lacked the writing ability to make anything seem exciting and she had zero interest in sports, let alone knowledge of how any of them were played. Adam was a perfectionist, he only wanted the best and he damn well wanted some passion to show up in his section, after all it might only be a high school paper, but he intended to use it for his resume if needed. So he told Emma the truth, that he was pissed off that some girl who.