Ha to ham do no shoping ke liye gaye the mostly hum local train me jate he. Hum ys din bhi train me gaye the. Aate samay sham ho rahi thi. Usdin maine... mini skirt & T-shitr( slave less) pehna tha. Usdin train me bhid bhi bahit thi.aur hamare pass saman bhi bahot tha.Hum ladies dibbe me the mere pichhe ek aurat burkha pehne khadi thi train me bhid bahot jyada hone ke karan vo mujse ekdam satke khadi thi. Train chalu hone ke thodi der bad muje laga koi mere hips ko sehla raha he lakin bhid jyada. We went into her bedroom. We kicked our shoes off. She was firm, insisting that I lay down on the bed next to her. She lay on an elbow facing me.I was wearing shorts and a tee shirt and she was wearing her bikini. I gazed down her body and, if possible, became even harder. I looked at Wendy and said, "I don't understand."She smiled at me. "I can tell that from your face and eyes but I can also see that you like it." I nodded slowly admitting the truth of her statement. "I want you to listen to. That tends to be bad for business, as you must know.“In this case, though, the shortsighted pull away from Braavos and toward Volantis and the other slave-holding cities, well, it struck me as myopic, reckless, and quite irresponsible. We have houses and families to consider here. We have money and other assets that we all wish to keep, don’t we? We don’t all wish to pick the losing side in this upcoming war, and I’m not blind as to the fact that it’s coming.“It won’t be right away, but it will. Maine kaha plzzz uncle aut mt tadpao daalo ise meri choot mein… Woh meri chot k paas apna lund le ja k chut k aas paas ghumaane lage aur hasne lage… Meri bhook badti ja rhi thi aur woh mujhe aur tadpa rahe the…Mere sabar ka baand toot raha tha… Main kaha madarchod yh choot se khelne ka waqt nhi ha ise chodne ka waqt ha… Mere mooh se asi gaali sun k unhe gussa aa gya… Aur woh mere baal pakad k bole… Ruk ja chinaal aai main tujhe aisa chodunga k teri aankho se aansu aa jenge…Yh bolte hi unhone ne.