O! Attic shape! Fair attitude! With bredeOf marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed;Thou, silent form! Dost teas...e us out of thoughtAs doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woeThan ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, 'Beauty is truth, truth beauty — that is allYe know on earth, and all ye need to know.'"Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats (1795—1821)"I know because, Christine, that. I can be quiet, really I can. You can gag me if you like, I won't make any more noise, I promise. Please say you'll come up to see me again. I don't know what I'd do without our little sessions."My heart melted. I felt so much for this woman, such strong emotion that perhaps it bordered on actual love. I held her face and kissed her, "You silly, lovely woman. Of course I'll keep seeing you. I love our times together. I'll always want you Lena."Lena's face cracked in to broad smile, she kissed. Kyoki me bhi pahli bar sex kar raha tha isliye.Mene turant uska skirt alg kar diya.Aur vo ab sirf black panty me thi.Ab meri bari tji. Mene bhi apne kapade utar diye. Mera dick pura salami mar raha tha. Mera dick dekh kar vo boli ke ke mene kabhi bhi ee nahi kiya he. Mene turant kaha ki “merav bhi pahli bar hi he. Aur me panty ke upar hi jibh ferne laga. Aur boobs press karne laga ras pura uski chuth se tapak raha tha.Mene uski panty utar ke jamiin pe fek di. Uski chuth dekh kar meri akhe fati. Chod maa chod maa ki choot meree choot main jhad kar mujhe garbwati kar dijeiye main apka baccha janana chahati hoon. Maa ki baat sun kar main josh main aa gaya aur apne dhako ki raftar aur tej kar di. Maa ne mujhe kas ke jakad rakha tha jisse mera lund maa ke choot ke dane se jor jor se ragad raha thaa aur maa ko bahut maja aa raha tha aur maa jor jor se chila rahi thi aur apne chootad gol gol matak rahi thi.Chodiye na chodiye apni patni ko phad dijeiye apni nayi navali dulhan ki choot mere.