I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refr...cting all possibilities.A man before me reaches for the woman he is.No need for liars of light -- lamps or lanterns.He knows I alone will show faithfully his beauty.He will reward me with shuddering tears of joy.I am the centre of his cloistered life.Every night he decorates himself for me alone.In me, a pock faced middle-aged man becomes a young. " "Poor Franklin," the Contessa said, with a sarcastic look, knowing as she did that this was a story about a seventeen year old virgin losing his virginity. I laughed. She edged closer to me, smiling, enjoying the sharing of intimacies and the chance to be alone. "So, come on," she said. "Get with the juicy details." Her tongue flicked across her lips. "Okay - she examined the area thoroughly in case there was bone damage - which there wasn't , thankfully - manipulating the pelvic. And as planed i arrived and responded, “ mom ye kya ho raha hai. Mujhe ticket nahi mila aur tum..”. She was surprised with lying on table. A man’s lund half inside her chut, she was speechless. I pulled manohar uncle backward and said him, “get out from here and never show your face again else i will tell ur wife”. Aur wo jaldi-2 apne kapde pehen kar wahan se bina kuch kahe chale gaye”. Now there is only me and my fully naked mom with her dripping cunt standing in front of me looking down. I. Ab to mujhse sahan mushkil ho raha tha or shayad bhai se bhi. Uske muh se bhi ek halki si aahh nikli. Mene mahsus kiya ke ab wo sirf ek hath se meri gand or chuchiyo ko chu raha hai. Mai soch me pad gayi ke iska dusra hath kaha he. Achanak hi mujhe kuch garam hard or mota sa apni gand pe feel hua. Mere to tote ud gaye. Mujhe samajhte der na lagi ke Pankaj ka dusra hath kaha tha or meri gand pe kya touch ho raha he. Usne apna lund shayd bahr nikal liya tha. Meri to kapkapi chut gyi. But.