V. Bnd karke so ja, mene kha m movie dekh ke sounga, to unhone kha thk h or dono bcho ko le jane laga pr unhone mna kar diya ki h bhai ke sath t.V. Dh...ekenge to mene kha koi na chacha ji dekh lene dijiye vese b movie bs khtm hone wali h. To vo thk h khke chle gaye. Hm teeno tv dekhne ne lag gaye vapis. M bed pe leta tha, maya mere aage leti hui thi or naman side me. Thori der bad ak kissing scene aaya to mera khda hone laga mene use adjust kiya or remote dhundne laga. Mene dekha naman so gaya. Carson. Ben called him “Doc” even though Ben and Dr. Carson were roommates in college; Doc was two years ahead of Ben. Doc had always focused on a career as a physician. Not just any physician, a physician who could break barriers and explore new fields. Dr. Carson invented several new medical devices that interfaced between man and machine. They came to be known as cyber-kinetic-responsive devices. They initiated physical responses from body parts that no longer functioned or in some cases. A long sigh escaped from Kerri's parted lips as my wife continued to kiss her was towards her panties. My wife had slipped her thumbs into the sides of Kerri's panties and with one kiss on the inside of her thigh from Jane and Kerri lifted her behind and allowed her panties to be slid down past her knees to the floor. Once her panties were gone, a small diamond shaped tuft of light brown hair was revealed above her honeypot. As I watched my wife kissing her way up her friend's thighs I had to. When I redirected he called me a slut or an ice cold bitch. He was tacky enough and ask, “So, who are you fucking now?” The genesis for this was my fault as well. Our pillow-talk marriage bed fantasies involved him watching me with other men while I was screaming rapture-induced vulgarities. Both my husband and my imaginary lover called me names and ordered me around with “You are only a slut, a whore, fuck-meat for any man. Crawl over here and do what you were born to be.” Yeah, we both got.