(Yes, Mindy, I am older than you!) I am a college professor and serve as a department head at a college. I was involved in politics at one time, writi...ng political speeches and serving on election campaign committees. I quit about twelve years ago.I am married and have been for twenty eight years. We have three children. Two are grown and the youngest is still in school. We live on a few acres of land with a large 130 year old house in the middle. I call it the money pit and we are constantly. Ab ham dono baat karne lage….Baat karte karte…Wo mere chehre par haath ferte huye bole – sorry sangeeta…Maine tumhe mara…Mai – nahi ji mujhe to in sab me hi maza aata he….Fir wo mere gaal par kiss karne lage….Fir mere hotho ko apne hotho me lekar chusne lage….Mai bhi unki zaban chusne lage….Aur ham dono 20 mint kat ek dusre ko kiss karte rahe….Kisses ne hame fir excited kar diya….Aur unka lauda fir khada ho gaya….Wo meri gaand par haath ferne lage….Aur bole – kabhi yaha bhi liya he….Mai –. After several tries, one Of her friends picked her phone and said, “Anuz, your sister Anita is very drunk and out of control. Please come over and pick her up. (Anuz bhaya Anita tho bohut nasha main hein.Aap ake useh le zaye).” She gave me the address of the place and I went over there. I found Anita completely drunk. I held her hand to comfort her. I said, “Anita please stand up and let’s go home.” She just looked at me, smiled, and held my hand, “Brother, I can’t walk; please carry me and. Papa ne kaha ki thik hai…ab dhyan se chalao….driver ne phir se gaadi aage badhaai….ab papa mujhe aur main papa ko dekhne lagi….papa ne apna lund phir se bahar nikala aur main bina kuch bole papa ka lund apne mooh mein lekar ice cream ki Taraf choosne lagi…woh phir se khada ho gya…ab papa ne kaha ki tum meri godh mein aakar baith jao….main unki godh mein aakar baith gyi…papa ne meri skirt upar sarka di….ab papa ka lund meri gaand cho raha tha…aap meri haalat samajh sakte hain…main bayaan nahi.