." Beth replied. "That doesn't, though..." she added gasping as his finger penetrated her."I bet not," Lon grinned, moving and wriggling the finger. "...Clit's up under here, right?" His other index finger descended on her clitoral hood."Uh huh," Beth got out through suddenly constricted lungs."Okay, I'm gonna play a bit -- let me know when you're ready." Lon kept fingering her hole while he did other things -- traced her lips, tried to expose her clit fully, pinched it gently -- Beth got. Mene didi ki pith par hath pherte hue kha bas itani si bat muj se kh dete aap me akhir apka hi to hu lekin didi ne kha me apne pati se hi karwana chati hu to mene kaha achha ye baat he didi aisa karo ap muje apna pati bana lo didi ne kha ye kese ho sakta he mene kha ho sakta he meri bhana tum aisa karo ki aaj sam ko tum apna sadi ka joda pahan kar tyar ho jana baki saman me le aunga. Sam ko didi sadi ka joda phane tyar khadi thi me bajar se mangalsutra le aya aur phir mene didi ko kha chalo. She had every right to be here, after all. She walked into the patio, heading straight for the lounge chair that was her favorite. It was still positioned as she had left it. With a glance she assured herself that he hadn’t changed his sleeping schedule. The darkness through the glass doors told her he hadn’t. She set to work. He was there. She’d known it the moment she arrived. He knew the schedule as well as she and always showed up, thinking she didn’t know. He didn’t realize it, but the. ~~~~0000~~~~ The week after the bike incident there was not much flirting between Angie and I. We still chatted but some of the light heartedness and banter between us had gone. Monday went by and we were on our best behaviour around each other, like the two professional work colleagues we should have been, instead of the serial flirts we had become. This had the effect of making more tension between us and it drove me totally nuts! I had to relieve the tension between us somehow. On the.