She started sharing every little thing with me. She even told me about guy who proposed her and asking my suggestions to accept their proposals or not....By fearing of losing her, I suggested to reject them. One day I got to know that she accepted someone’s proposal and started dating him. I got jealous and stopped talking to her. One day there was some function of our family. So she came to me. My god she was looking stunning in those blue tight jeans. I got an instant hard on. But I somehow. Her lips were stretched truly, but she seemed to enjoy this immensely. She must have had quite some training at that, and for a moment I smiled at imaging the expression on her face when she had laid eyes on my cock for the first time. Now she was all absorbed in her exercise, and when moving forward, her eyes enhanced her wonderful exotic touch. I was moaning. Obviously, I loved the way she treated me – just as I wanted! I spread my legs as far as possible and put his hands on the back of her. Unki sundar gaand mein mera lund ghusane ka man ho raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise abhi jaake unka chut chat ta rahu.Ab dimag mein idea aya. Kyu na main bhi unke sath meditation karne baithu. Fir woh to meditation mein kho jayengi. Fir main unhe dekhta rahunga. Par agar achanak jaake unse yeh kaha to unhe shaq ho jayega.To maine pehle unse open hone ka decide kiya. Pehli bar mere andar unke liye sexual desire jaga tha. Meri jagah koi aur bhi hota to woh bhi unko pana chahta. Itni sundar lag. I wanted to start a run but thought better of it, having heard too many stories about midnight muggings on empty streets. I saw an all-night deli open near 86th Street and walked there and bought a pack of cigarettes and a coffee. Then I went back to Martha's apartment.Now I wished I'd borrowed one of Ronnie's astrology books. I wanted answers. Answers. What I did find was my copy of the previous Sunday's Times. I retrieved it from the shelf under the coffee table and began paging through it.