I'm so sorry..."Maybe I'd sound like such a hypocrite, but the pain was real.And it was destroying me, from the inside: a dark shadow, swallowing my s...oul, my inner light."Please, just tell me the day of the funeral, I'll be at home." The fact, honey... The fact is, his parents have informed the town only after the funeral. We didn't have the chance to say him goodbye for the last time. Just the family."Everything was fucking insane: the one who was my best friend, the one who I deliberately. "This one is yours to help with orders and him as you were his only advisor."Looking at Mark, she was startled that he thought of her like this. "Your Majesty" she started as she moved away.Mark waited til she was done before he led them out to the dining room. Arriving there, Mark noticed that there seemed to be a problem, walking in a waiter rushed up to them and said that the dining room was closed for now, the kitchen wasn't operating properly. Mark sighed as he pushed past the waiter and. I said I just want to be with her. She ask me to go out as she will change her clothes to pick up her daughter. I said I'll stay and I watch. She took off her shirt and jeans and strip to her bra and panty as if teasing me. Finally I couldn't control myself and I charge on her like a hungry lion. I was kissing and licking her face and body and I almost tore her bra as I squeez and sucked her nipples. I can feel that she was aroused too. I inserted my hand underneath her panty and she moaned. I. Janu kay hontonh kay saath touch karkay peechay huth jaati hai. Aor janu ko tarsaati aor tarpaati hai.Kuch dehr baad sonu apni kurti uthaar dethi hai. Phir wohi masti, wohi jhoomna, wohi boobs aor chuth kay saath apnay haatonh say masti aor unko janu kay moonh kay qareeb laijaanah, janu koh tarsanaahn cherna. Magar isbar kabhi kabhi thori dehr kay liyaye janu kay hontonhn labohn aor moonh ko boobs aor chuth ko chumany chaatney aor dadarnay (nibble) karney dethi hai. Kuch dehr baadh boobs aor.