" It would be nice," Lindquist agreed. "It's been a long time since we beat Coldwater. Anyway, Mike," he went on, changing the subject, "I'm glad you ...came in today. I was going to call you later, anyway. The Donna Clark Foundation Board met last night, and they decided to go ahead and fund that book of yours on the Warsaw fire." Hey, that's great," Mike said. "Full funding?" Every cent," Lindquist said. "What's the chances we can have it out by the first of November or so, so we can catch the. Her fingers clawed the bed after a few gentle shivers rippled through her. “Oh Ruban!” She called out his name reaching a wonderful climax. Ruban’s tongue lapped a few drops of her juices before he pulled out his tongue from her soggy pussy. Swiftly moving on top of her, he pinned her quivering body against the bed with ease. They kept exchanging a few glances and some smiles for a while letting their breathing slow down a bit. Ruban was immediately attracted to her pinky lips and he leaned. I saw Paru washing clothes with her sari and pavada lifted and knotted on her hips. Her knees and part of her thighs were visible. There was nobody at home and so I went to her and started a conversation. That time she revealed that her husband abandoned her after she gave birth to her 4th child. I asked her how her husband could abandon such a good woman and her children, she sobbed and told that the new woman in his life will also face the same problem later. I asked her about her husband. There was something childish in her, hidden right behind her femininity. I realized that I like it very much. “It has been a long time since I….” she started. I muffled her words with my mouth, then slipped my hand under her blouse. She moaned as I cupped her left breast, squeezing it gently. Then she arched her back and wrapped her legs around my waist. I turned my attention to her right breast, while trying to unbutton my jeans. She snorted out a nervous laugh and squirmed. “I have no.