Many times she caught my eyes looking at her boobs and finally at one signal she asked me “are you obsessed with my boobs” and i felt embarrassed....It was little uncomfortable for rest of the journey but we kept talking and when auto take some sharp turns my hands touched her legs few times. Before we parted i took her number. Same night we had a chat in sms ……… Me – it was very nice talking to you and I’m sorry.Riya – same here, but why sorry.Me – I’m not obsessed with your boobs but couldn’t. No endurance at all." Since that corps included my officer, Lt. Foster, who had been known to please numerous ladies, both young and old, for hours at a time, I suspected I was in for an extra-special treat. I was not wrong.She walked us, hand in hand, to the foot of an old oak on the edge of the small pasture, swung herself around, spread her feet and braced her back and wide shoulders against the big tree. She took a deep breath and hoisted her skirts a yard or so, smiled up at me, and said,. She had had more fun playing with herself at night than kissing some pimply teenagers. That is until her father caught her masturbating one night. He had taken his belt to her, whipping her for her wanton behavior all the while lecturing her on the evils of giving into the devil. Within one week of the incident she had been married of to Jon Keefe, her father’s 45-year-old widowed co-worker. She had seen Jon for the first time in the chapel where they had been married. A fat bald man with. You are my love. I will give me wholly to you.. till your marriage. But I ll pray that you should get married late. Because you gave me the most extreme pleasure. You are the best surya.Then I told it’s a service because if women get more and more starved for sex then they will be psychologically affected(mentally affected) and that may lead to suicide actually im rescuing by this way. Its better na?. she told its too a way surya you are right. Then I made some hot water and poured it in my.