"What do you need, Sweetness?" "Your voice," she replies. "I miss Daddy." "Where are you?" "Laying in bed... naked." "Touching yourself?" "About to,..." she replies. "What are you thinking about, Princess.?" "You. Your voice. Can you call me so I can hear your voice while I touch myself? Please, Daddy?" He stops replying. Pouting, she chastises herself for being needy and asking him to do something she knows would be difficult. She starts to settle into bed, thinking aloud, "He's never gone this. Phir bhabhi ney kaha ki ruk me abhi aati ho aur me khushi ke marey nachney laga kyoki me bhi to rahi chahta tha ki ek din bhabhi ki mast jawani ko chood sako. Thodi der bad bhabhi ek dam black beauty ke tarah gai. Usney kali saari, Kala bilauj pahen rakha tha me bhabhi ko black saare me dekhtey hi reyga. Tab bhabhi boli ke saaley aab dekhta hi rahega ki kuchh karega bhi tab meney bhabhi key dono haath pakad kar apni aur khicha aur unkey lips par kiss karney laga bhabhi bhi mera saath de rahi. As i was telling before we used to be close to each other and at home we used to sleep on the same bed. So it happened she was sleeping beside me on the hospital bed. That night, she lay her hands on me and slept and I hugged her in a causal show of affection and suddenly without warning she pulled me close to her body and began pressing her boobs into my chest. I was taken aback by this gesture and was pretending as if I did not understand anything. I just gave her a kiss on her cheek and. Peter is standing at the gates of heaven sorting the recently deceased."John Smith, Baptist, you're in. Please go to room 321, but be very quiet going by 317."Jenny Taylor, Jew, you're in. Please go to room 324, but be very quiet going by 317."Carl Reed, agnostic, you're in. Please go to room 342, but be very quiet going by 317."Excuse me St. Peter," the next man says, "I was wondering why you tell everyone to be quiet when they go by room 317?"St. Peter smiles. "Room 317 is for the Catholics..