Sorry.Mamta: Koi baat nahin, tu pareshan mat ho.Phir woh mujhe khoob pyaar karti. Apne satisfaction tak na chud paane ke baad bhi, woh mujhe khoob pya...ar karti. Chudai ke samay ke alawa woh mujhhe kabhi is baat ka ehsaas nahin hone deti ki main uski pyaas nahin bujha paa raha hoon. Par mujhe yeh baat zaroor pareshan karti. Mujhe hamesha yeh lagta ki main usko poora sukh nahin de paa raha hoon. Bahut dino tak sochne ke baad maine usse baat ki.Rajeev: Jaan, ek baat mujhe bahut dino se pareshan kas. "Oh, Jesus, Brad!" I cried, grabbing for my bathrobe. My cry startled him out of his trance and he spun around and stood looking out into the hallway."How long have you been standing there?" I demanded, bundling myself safely into the robe."Just a moment or two," he lied."Did you get enough to see?" I demanded, furious with embarrassment.This stung him, and he turned his face away, expression pinched, looking almost like he was going to cry. That's when I knew. That's when I knew for sure.He. Watching me all the time, she slid the trousers over her hips and down her legs, then snaked her panties down. ‘Just here?’ she said, as she bent forward until her torso was flat against the worn wood.‘Perfect,’ I said. ‘Twelve times, I think you said.’‘About that. Aaah!’ The first stroke of the worn old crop flashed across both cheeks. A thin red line appeared as if by magic. I didn’t put too much force into the strokes, but laid them on quickly and relentlessly, covering her rounded backside. "I have this sensitive bundle of nerves right here,"I said, touching the place where the heavy lips of mypussy converged to form the hood that protected myclitoris. That secret love button danced twitchyunder my fingers, going as hard as a small perfectpearl. "You don't stick your finger up your cunt to jerkyourself off?" she asked, amazed. "Nah. I like it better this way. A lot of girls do."I moved the tips of my fingers in a circular motion overmy quivering clitoris. As I grew more.