She would often lean back to ‘ponder’, eyes partially closed, hands massaging her neck and temples. His eyes would rivet to her chest, hypnotized ...y her mellifluously swaying breasts. This little dance, lean forward/lean back repeated many times: puppeteer pulling the strings of her ‘real boy’. She was truly beautiful, with an arsenal that included much more than her breasts. Occasionally, when necessary to emphasize a particular point, she slid her chair back, and assumed the posture of a prim. Pope's Flight, and that was what everyone called it by the way, held court at a huge table that took up the entire top of the 'L'. Breakfast itself was a huge pile of pancakes, hash browns and sausages which everyone fished off the platters in the middle of the table with casual and frequent stabs of their forks. There was a large coffee pot nearby that saw heavy use as well. Two of them actually, and nobody was drinking decaf, it appeared.Most of the morning talk around the table was about the. And he wanted me as his wife. I said I liked his tool very much,“That means you are ready to be my wife” he said. I said “mm”.He kissed me on the forehead . He also confessed to me he liked deepthroat,rough sex and verbal abuse during sex. He also wanted me to drink his semen so that I will be faithful towards him. I said, “My body is yours, you can use it or abuse it. You can do anything which gives pleasures”. “You want me to fuck you again?”, He said. I said “Yes”. “How many more times?”He. Fir mene apna per unke per pe rakha or dhire dhire unki nighty upar karne laga..Or apna per unke per pe ragadne laga…Fir mami thodasa hili or meri taraf muh karke soyi..Tab mene mami ko lips pe kiss kiya tab mami hili nahi fir mene unke ball dabaye or smooch karne laga …Tab mami ki ankhein khul or mami boli ye kya kar rahe ho mene kaha mami aap mujhe bhot acvhe lagte h pagal ho gaya hu har roz aapke sath tym spend karke .. Mami thoda gussa dikhayi fir mene mami ka muh pakda or fir smooch karne.