I pushed her away and kissed her, she was in the throws of ecstasy and was greedy with my mouth. I broke away and began to move down her face, kissing... under her chin, her neck, her chest. I slowly slid to my knees as I sucked on and kissed her soft sloppy breasts. She put her legs together slightly allowing me to slide off her shorts and panties, exposing her red muff and sultry love lips to the open air. I could smell the sweet aroma from her rose wafting up to my nostrils. I was ravenous. Sete belaku mora science bahi ru sex upare tike knowledge asi jai thila. Mote kharap lagila emiti sabu dekhi, mu se jaga ru chali asili. Mo asiba jani bou bi adha sex ru paleila. Mote rati re sedina nida haunathila. Mote bi ethara sex karibaku icha hela. Mu kintu kaha sahita sex karibi? E sabu bhabi bhabi mote nida hau nathila. Mu praya rati 3 ta re soili. Sakalu uthila belaku samaya 10 ta. Bapa aji gaan chali jaichanti..7-8 dina pare pheribe. Bou ku sakalu dekhu dekhu mote kali katha pain. He placed it on the desk next to her skirt.'Take off your training belt.' he ordered. She unbuckled the strap and the fingers slid away as she pulled it down. Her legs shook and she sighed. Coached took the belt from her and pointed to the box. When she opened the box she gasped. There were two new fingers for the belt. Bigger, longer than the others. Coach watched her eyes as he removed the small fingers and replaced them with the new bigger prongs.He showed them to her, two big prongs. We wanted to have kids. She…was murdered. A drug addict asked her for money one night after she got off work but she refused. Instead she offered to help him. She told him that he should turn his life around. He shot her. Her friend saw when it happened and immediately called the police and an ambulance. I was lucky enough to see her alive one last time. She told me to hold her and to kiss her one more time. I cried but she told me to be strong. I said I couldn’t live without her but she made.