Or do you want to continue the recycling process?”I shuddered but the old man croaked.” Continue recycling process!”He then padded the machine. ...“This thing is a marvel. How much do you think the flier will bring?”“The flier?”“Didn’t that Mechanic friend of yours offer to buy the flier? I am not the richest person you know and after seeing this wonder machine I am intrigued to see what else is out there and after I am done with you I decided to catch up with that Ancient Friend of yours. I think. He knows my taste very well and loves his company.Later I married Varun. It’s arranged marriage, and we didn’t stay with in-laws. We both have privacy, and I don’t have any affairs before. Varun didn’t know my likes or dislikes post one year of marriage. I know his likes and dislikes, but he didn’t try to know about my likes.As a wife, it’s expected that my hubby should know my likes and dislikes and my body sizes. He fucks me but not with love. He does sex like a timetable. He fucks me at. ‘Ugh!’ she let out, her forearm tensing as her finger finally snuck past her airtight pucker. It slid up to the second knuckle and then halted. At first she felt that familiar burn, but this time it was coupled with an electric shiver that shot up her spine and made her arch her back involuntarily. Unexpectedly, she let out a moan. It was barely audible, but it startled her. For whatever reason, the sensation of her finger traveling up her rear end was now providing her with an uncommon. She's 29, redhair, green eyes, my height, trim but well endowed. I have no idea abouther weight, I'm terrible at guessing things like that. Let's just sayshe has a perfect figure, to me anyways. Ample on top, curvy on thebottom, and the kicker, she really LIKES me. I don't mean as the BFFeither if you know what I mean. We had a some dates and when we got to her place she asked me why Ihadn't tried to kiss her except on the cheek as I was leaving each time. I was looking in her eyes when.