Our tongue’s seeking out each others mouth. Her saliva tasted like honeyed peach. She moaned as I suckled her lips, biting them gently then kissing ...her soft velvety neck. She gasped as I suckled her earlobe and licked her ear. She smelt so sweet, her perfume intermingled with her sweet bodily aroma was driving me mad! If ever a mortal was to kiss, smell and taste a goddess, this would be how it felt i wondered to myself. Because verily, Salma was a goddess! She held my right hand and led me. Tonight everything was perfect and was ready at the right time. I had the wine uncorked and breathing when the men came in.I helped Mr. Morris out of his coat and tie and we had a glass of wine. Mr. Morris and I talked comfortably while I served dinner. Brad was kind of quiet.The meal turned out to be perfect. Mr. Morris loved the roast, the gravy and the wine. Brad was a little nervous about having dinner with his boss at first. But he finally relaxed. Mr. Morris has a gruff exterior but you. …Or m use dilasa de kr ghar aa gya seema n mujhe ane k liye mna kiya kha jb sulat jayega to bula lungi. Koi 10 din baad seema n msg kr ke bulaya. .Maine jate hi phle to use jam kr Choda fir alka k bare m pucha. Seema- us din k agle din alka ayi or mujhe bahut sunaya bhayia k piche s aisa krti ho …Ye wo anap snaap..Fir usko smjhaya wo pichle 10 din s continue aa rhi h. Mein-fir.Seema- fir kya uske sath homosex kiya use razi kiya. Mein- chalo achcha hua ab fir s tumhari gand fadunga.Seema-ek. The living room had some nice instrumentals music playing on the system and the lighting was perfect. She poured us the wine and we settled down to talk on the sofa.I asked her if her mom & dad reached safely to Hyderabad Time flew by and we were soon sitting close and talking of her life and how unfair it was to her. She started crying softly when she steered the topic to her husband. I instinctively held her to comfort her. She was quiet after a while but would not want to release herself.