“I kin do fifty chin-ups in a minute, doc. It ain’t gonna hurt my arm none.”“I don’t doubt it for a moment, son. How many times have you wie...lded a cane against your sister though?” He asked gently.“Never!” He said as if that should be obvious.“Then that’s why you will only give her twelve. I want to know a few things before I ever let you assist me with discipline in future, for example, can you whip your own sister? It’s easy to talk about but in practice, you may find it difficult to actually. .. Mother Livingston?" she inquired timidly. She wished that he would forget all that and see that she was there... and ready for loving! The excitement of being in a new bed always made her feel illicit and want to make love... and since it had been so very long... "Why don't you just forget it honey..." she said approaching her blonde husband. "You know she's always been a little eccentric... let's think about... us!" She placed her arm around him, emboldened by all the champagne she'd drunk,. Mere mama banglore me kam krte hai jo saal me kbi 1 month k liye ate hai.To khani suru hoti hai jb mai apne gao se holi k din mami k ghar gya tha holi khelne to suru me man me koi galt feel nahi the mami ko le k btt hot thi wo aur majak b bahut krti thi mujhse jb b milta tha tb. Unka ek beta tha 9 saal ka. To holi k din mai mami k ghar aa gya us din wo hot lg rahi thi sadi m thi aur khana bna rhi thi to maine mormally rang lga diya and happy holi bol diya fir jaise turn hua to boli mujhe b rang. She fumbles with the keys, but then we are in. Our mouths meet, lips gliding over lips, then tongues meet sliding over each other, we share saliva. I explore her teeth and note that she had marmalade on her toast. I protrude my tongue and she sucks on it greedily, I nibble her lip gently, but still draw blood. We are naked, we stare in each other’s eyes, and our pupils are dilated. We groom each other running our fingers through each other hair and picking at imaginary bits of fluff. Our bodies.