Usne mera hath hataya or kha ye kyakeh rhe ho. Mine kha tum aaj bahut sexy lag rhi ho to usne kha thik hai. Fir maine use dobara pakda or uski kamar ...ar hath ferne lagausne salwar suit pehna tha us din. Waise wo zyadatar jeans top or one piece hipehnti hai lekin wo us din suit me bhut bahut sexy lag rhi thi. Jab mai uskikamar par hath fer rha tha to dobara usne kuch nhi kha. Fir mai thodi der tak aisehi uski kamar par hath ferta rha or wo kaam karti rahi. Fir maine use kha apnagift nhi legi. "I noticed you in the thift store, I have to meet you, I'm fascinated byyou."He was well tailored, I liked the purple and black tie, I let him pay, hecarried my purchases outside."Wear what you bought tonight and I'll pick you up and treat you to anice dinner."He stared into my eyes, It was startling the effect such an offer washaving on me.He was taller, and looked to be in very good physical shape, I trembled alittle, a bit apprehensive, but interested, I found myself accepting.Next was. The waiting was hard to bear as he watched her sit on the edge of the bed, slip off her shoes, and pull off her slacks -- taking time to fold them neatly and set them aside. The plume of his tail swished with barely-contained impatience. Socks came off, then underwear. At last, she gestured, and he plunged his muzzle gratefully into the source of the dizzying scent that was flooding his senses.She yipped as he took a first lick. The noises she made had been hard to interpret, at first. They. She cleared her throat. "I've been seeing someone else," she said.I heard her clearly, but couldn't hear her. I felt as though I had been drenched in ice water, lit up by lightning! My mind refused to process. Hundreds of questions, dozens of accusations, swirled in my head. It seemed like hours passed before I could speak: "HAVE been?"She shook her head and sobbed.It wasn't much of an answer, but it was enough. I released the grip on her shoulder, straightened that arm. The fingers that cupped.