Mu dhada dhad gandi ku halei halei genhuthili. Banda pura bia bhitare pasi genhuthila. Momi mausi hataku tani nei bia ku dharei debaru mu tike basi ma...usi genhili. Bia bhitare banda ku dekhi dekhi genhuthili aau mausi momi bia bhitare anguli mari ghasuthile. Praya 20minute genhila baad mausi kahile momi ku tike genhilu. Mu dekhe.Mu khata talaku asi momi jangha ku mela kari thia thia bia bhitare banda ku purei deli. Taa pare momo godo ku di hatare dhari genhili. Momi soi dekhuthile aau mu momi. I was used to a little more meat on my woman's bones and Michelle's slender body felt very strange to me. In the bright moonlight I watched as she unzipped her dress and pulled it down around her waist. We kissed again and my hands found her naked tits. At one time she had very small tits but having two kids had boosted them to a nice 'B' cup. Her hands were unzipping my fly to release my hardness. Her head came down on to my groin and she took me into her mouth."Stop it or I'll come," I. I became friends with his wife. He and my husband were never close, though, I always suspected that Steve sensed the muted sparks between me and Buddy. So when she dumped him this year, here we were. Again. Single. Back to square fucking one. You know, when you make a clumsy, abortive pass at your best friend when you’re twenty, it’s charming, at twenty-five, amusing. At thirty-eight, it’s absurd. This brings us to New Years’ Eve, when I found myself being kissed and caressed on a. S. Highway 191 by about 1 this afternoon and then turn north and follow it to Jackson by around 5 this evening. Wow, we are running late, because of my stupid molesting problem. O boy, here we go again.I drove for about an hour and a half, battling again with myself over the previous night’s activities. At just about 10, Kristy came out of the bedroom, still in her pajamas, and asked if it was alright if she took a shower. I said, “If you don’t mind not having any hot water,” and grinned. .