.ooh..aa.aa….uff aur zor se usne kaha faad do meri chut. Ye sun kar mene apni behan se pucha tume galiyan bhi aati hai usne kaha haanthodi hi der me...n mera sara ras uski chut mein tha.fir hum dono saath saath nahaiye aur fir mera lund chusne lagi mujhe bada maza aa raha tha.meri nazar uski gand par gayi.bahar mene usi gand par tel lagaya aur apne lund ko uski gand mein dala aur zor se push fir mein uski gand maarne laga doogie style mein hum dono ko bada maza aa raha tha.thodi der mein mera ras. "What am I doing? I do not know this man, yet I have consented to be his wife. Worse yet, the poor man does not know what type of horror he has asked to be his bride! He is such a fine gentleman. He could have his pick of any woman, why on earth did he choose me? It does not make any sense. How can I love him? I only met him yesterday. Did I really see his face in the stained glass window of the chapel? Why am I beginning to doubt him now? Is it because he touched my face? How can he not see. Amy took a sip and commented about how much punch was in her glass. “Nothing much, Mel wants to be a stick in the mud and watch that boring movie,” said Jessie just loud enough for Mel to hear and elicit a mumbled response from the couch. “I thought you and I could have a chat. Any ideas, stories?” smiled Jessie her pearly white teeth catching Amy’s attention. “What kind of stories?” posed Amy with a grin, taking another sip from her strong drink. “You aren’t trying to pump me for dirty stories. Richard always shrugged it off, let them talk, he said, he and Sandy knew the truth. The day Sandy found out Richard was leaving to take a new position at a more prestigious firm, she cried for weeks. Sandy felt they belonged together, and Richard’s leaving meant it would never happen. Ironically, Richard’s last day was February 14th, Valentine’s Day, and when they parted, Richard promised he would see her again someday, that their friendship was something he cherished, and he would never.