After the roast duck and before dessert, I pulled the ring from my pocket and slowly descended to a knee in front of her."Rebecka Marie Anderra, I lov...e you more than I ever dreamed it was possible to love, and it would mean the world to me if you would agree to spend the rest of your life by my side, as I hope to spend mine beside you." I paused, just long enough to lock my eyes with hers and wait until I knew she had to be seeing straight through into my soul. "Will you marry me?"She had the. .Ala sarala boobs press chesthu tana boobs na notlo ki teeskunna appudu sarala chala horny ga sounds chestu hmmm…Ahhh….Vikram antundi….Ah sounds nannu inka rechakodtunnai….Pinni emo tana pussy rub cheskuntu boobs press cheskuntu nannu chustu rana lips korukuntundi……Sarala emo vikram na puku naku antundi….Ah words na life lo appudu use cheyaledhu avi na kothaga unna chala mood tepistundi so nenu ventane tana pussy deggariki velyanu….Tana pussy full ga shave chesi chala neat ga undi chudagane. Then it was the feel of her hand on his arm, her fragrance, a glimpse of her breasts, the lilt of her tongue, her roguish eyes that laughed at his discomfort, and she was Elli again, and the blood roared in his ears.She was Elli the Courtesan, pulling in a six-digit income rubbing elbows with the wealthy and powerful, master of four languages and with degrees in Psychology and International Finance, wizard manipulator of human males, always in control, genius of erotic seduction, yet always as. “Fuck me,” he said simply.He clenched his hands into the leather sofa. Most probably there were going to be traces left from his blunt nails, but right now he had no time to think about everything. Aron was big, gigantic at his backside, and he wondered if this was going to work, after all. Perception was clearly skewed; he knew exactly how big Aron was. And this wasn’t it. He just had to let go. Aron had fucked his husband. It wasn’t impossible. And he needed Aron deep inside, he needed him so.