Tu aaj apna lund meri choot me dal kar uski aisee chudai kar ki uski saree khujlee dur ho jaye.” Mujhe aur kya chahiye. Mi phir kareeb ek ghante tak... didi ki sundar bhara bhara nangi badan se khelta raha. Didi bhi bahut garam ho gayee thee aur apne hi hatho se apni choot me unglee karne lage aur mujh se boli, “bhaiya kyon satate ho, dal do na apna mast lund meri is rasilee choot me aur chod chod kar phar dalo. Meri choot lund aur us ke chudai ke liye taras rahee hai. Ab jaldee karo aur mujhe. Aaag dono taraf lagi thi is liye ek dusre ko mana bhi nahi kar pa rahe the. Flight bhari hone ke karan jada kuch kar bhi nahi pa rahe the. Fir 15 min tak flight bhi land hone vali thi. Kehte hain na pyaar karne ke liye baat nahi hoti saab kuch esharon me he hota hai. Ab hum dono samajh chuke the ke hamara din sath mai he katega. Aur bina kuch kehe hue sath sath exit point pe chalne lage aur.Ab vo boli;Priya: ab kuch aur bhi karna hai ya bye kahoge.Me: wait karo mai abhi aya.Aur mai jaldi se. Photos of me in women's panties moved on to almost full cross-dressed photos, I loved it.We started chatting to each other thro IM's; I would have a picture of her in front of me as we chatted. There I was a married man chatting to some young TV who I hadn't seen, telling her what I would like to do to her. One photo she had mailed me was an upskirt shot, I told her what I would do if I were with her. I described how I would have put my head up between her thighs and moved her panties aside,. It sounded better in my head than it did out there in actual spoken words.“Then why haven’t you already worked extra hard to heal?“ she shouted.“I’m sorry!” I yelled back. “I was running, and thinking about us, and I lost track of what I was doing. I won’t do it again!”Now that was only partly true. I was running, and I did think about Val during part of that run, but I didn’t lose myself in reflections on my lovely wife, like it sort of sounded, when I said it. And the “I won’t do it again,”.