.wowww..kitna pyara aur mast supada hai tumhara to..aur phir supade per apni jibh phirane lagi.aur bich bich me lund ko kiss bhi karti jaa rahi thi ph...ir usne apna mooh khola aur pura ka pura lund mooh me le liya aur choosne lagi..aisa lag raha tha ki wo lund chusne me master ho.maine usse pucha ki tum itna ache se kaise chus leti ho lund to kehne lagi roz chusti ho apne husband ka..phir maine usko upper uthaya aur bed per lita kar uske dono pair chode kar diye..aur uski baalo wali chut ek dum. One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchenOne, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning. We argued about ordering pizza and then showering before it arrived. I said I wasn't sure that we'd be out of the shower before the pizza arrived. She said she could guarantee it. I let her win, then had to answer the doorbell wearing a bathrobe, listening to her giggle in the background.I looked at the two pizzas that were delivered. She grinned and made a phonecall and in two minutes the doorbell rang. She let Jen and Laci in.Laci walked in, looking around. "So this is the love nest, huh? I. After a sleepless night I asked her for a date, which she accepted. Guys you all will be shocked I was late for my first date by approximately an hour. Thing I liked is she didn’t got angry for that, and she was looking so hot that I again start staring her. She said “abhi chalo bad me aaram se dekh lena”. I laughed, she winked.We went to mac d ate something like two unknown people sharing a common bench. There was still a fear or kind of hesitation between us.When we came out I placed my hand.