My masseuse, now presumed to be one Monica Punzalan, walked behind me without a word. I was getting a massage from my ex’s sister. A fairly flirtati...ous massage, in fact.Did she know it was me?Probably not. She hadn’t said anything, she probably couldn’t recognize me from my back and ass, and we hadn’t seen each other in years, which was a shame. We had gotten along fairly well back when I had been dating Emily. And I had always found her attractive.It was hard not to, when she so closely. Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective. She’d been married for 4 years to Harsh, a very rich and successful businessman. The nature of his job required him to visit foreign countries and different places in India most of the time. Even in the days when he would come back home, he was too exhausted to make love. Divya had tried to make things interesting spice up their sex life , but he just looked uninterested. Even on the days, they did make love Harsh would cum within a few minutes leaving Divya horny and very very unsatisfied.. Jab main uske duudh ko chus raha tha usi samay uski neend khul gai aur dhire se vo boli arey ayush kya kar rahe ho maine kaha badi maa main aapse bohot pyaar karta hoon plz karne do please aur uske nipple vapis chusne laga dir vo boli lekin main teri badi maa hoon mere saath aisa mat kar to maine boola please aapko to vo buddha kabhi nahi Chodta hooga main aaj aapko jannat dikhaoonga fir vo boli haan vo buddha to koi kam ka nahi hai chal aa ja chodle mujhe lekin ye baat kisi ko pata na chale.