"Thaaanks, Mummy and Daddy..."They smiled happily and passed me a smaller present in blue wrappingpaper. "Open this one, we're sure you'll love it, on...ly the very best forour birthday princess." My new father kissed my forehead lightly and Isaw love in his eyes, but not for me but for the daughter that I wasbeing forced to pretend to be. I took the box and opened it gingerly,only to see a stack of bangle bracelets, every color of the rainbow. AsMummy said "See, every color! Now you'll be able. It’s beautiful.”“Thank you.”“All you did was lie there. I’m complimenting your mother,” I said. It was delivered in an “I’m teasing you,” voice, but I was needling her on purpose. I don’t know why. You always take things out on the one you love. It’s a very stupid trait of humans.“Mom said this is all hard on you.”I noticed she didn’t says she was sorry for it being hard on me.“Why do you want to have her paint us together?” I asked, forging on ahead.“Well, there are several reasons,” she. I have been reading ISS for the past couple of years and i love it. So I am here to share my story which happened a week back and you guys can share your opinion yia So here it goes…I have been married to priya for almost a year now and it is a love marriage. Am a person who never gets tired of sex and want to explore more. Days passed and i started to feel that i am missing some spark in my sex life and no doubt i loved my wife priya but i never shared what i was feeling with her.One weekend. Tracy had touched Heather’s body countless times before, but she never tired of it. And then Heather’s lips were pressed against Tracy’s slit. Her nose settled in against Tracy’s mound. Her tongue plunging inside. Tracy couldn’t help but think back to so many years before—on the tractor. Their first time. The first time she’d kissed Heather. The first time she’d felt Heather’s tongue flick across her clit. As she had the memory, the sensation became real as Heather’s tongue danced back and.