You make love like no other, and your willingness to be used occasionally for pleasure at my disposal is just the perfect mix. Secretly down inside it...’s a turn on for you as well. To be used by me from time to time. Mmmm….. You don’t know it yet, but this is one of those mornings. Reaching for the baby oil on the night stand, I drizzle a little bit over myself. The cold drops hitting the tip, and flowing down between my fingers, and to the base of my shaft as I tighten, and then loosen my. Jab station ponchi to rush be bhohat tha , khair train aye to sab ko apni apni par gaye .or jis dibbay main main charhe udhar to na kharay honay ki jagha or bhathnay ka to sawal he nahi .Soch main par gaye kiya karon .or jab bhair neklnay ki try ki to os time tarin be chal pare .or andar be light nahi just aik bulb jal raha tha or rush or andhra honay ki waja say os ki light be normal thi .kuch dar bad mujay mare hips pay koi cheez lagna suru hoe magar main chup chaap khare rahi or apni hips ko. The afterlifeAn older Sun City couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the other of the afterlife. Their biggest fear was that there was no afterlife.After a long life, the husband was the first to go, and true to his word, he made contact, “Mary ... Mary...”“Is that you, Fred?”“Yes, I’ve come back like we agreed.”“What’s it like?”“Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast, off to the golf course, I have sex. I bathe in the sun, then I have sex. I listened for the shower, but didn't hear it. I imagined him standing at the toilet with his penis out. I wondered how big it was.Yes, there's the flush, so that is what he was doing. What next? Water running, but it doesn't sound like the shower. He must be washing his hands. Yes, it's stopped now. A moment later I heard the floor boards creak as he padded back to his room. He'll shower in the morning, of course, not tonight.I wait, but there are no more sounds. He's getting into bed not.