I realised what I looked like and held her hand. "No. Quite the reverse. It's quite a bit for me to take in," I admitted. "It was very ... passionate.... Intense."Abi breathed out and snuggled up to me on the grass. "I meant what I said. I am glad it was with you." But Andy..." I know," I cut her off. "I still think you are wonderful and you have been incredible to me."Abi snorted. "I don't know where I would be without Grace and you." I looked down at her and she shrugged. "I hope you never know. His hands were kneading out all the stress that was in my body. He rubbed and massaged my feet and my toes. Then spent extra time working and kneading his hands on my buttocks. I could just feel the stress leaving my body. “Keep rubbing! It feels so good. Oh God!” “Turn over babe. I want to do your front.” I did as he said to do. He poured the oil all over my firm breasts. He kneaded each one. He played with my nipple of the one breast and then went to the next breast and did the same thing.. Hum bait ker bathen kerne lage.Mammi:azim tumahari padai kaise chal rahi hai.Mai:achi chal rahi hai mammi agle mehne exam hain. Mami:college mein tumare sath girls bhi padti hain.Mai:han mammi sath mein hi padti hain meger kisi se bath nahi hoti .Mammi:kyun bath nahi hoti tum ko koi pasand nahi aayee kya.Mai:nahi mammi a bath nahi hai mujhe lakiyan se bath kerna passand nahi aur wo bhi kuch khass nahi hain dubli patli kali jaise hi ziyada college mein atti hain.Mammi:acha tum ko mote mote. I arrived at the bar at around 6:40 PM. I saw my friends seated about halfway into the building. I quickly made my way over to where they were sitting. As I said my hellos to everyone I noticed I was the one who was dressed the sluttiest. I looked around the bar as I began soaking it in and I made eye contact with this fucking hot man who was in his late 30's/early 40's. He had short, black hair, eye glasses, mustache, and he was wearing a classy suit. I had been with my fair share of men.