I saw her in the balcony, sweet and sweaty with a little sneaky glance. Moment I sneaked she turned her head. First I thought she did meaningfully, later on while kissing on her hand she murmured with a soft husky voice - mamma called.
Our journey started with a flying kiss, and next Eskimo kiss, and then to lingering kiss. Finally at this age sleeping with her in an air-conditioned bedroom.
The journey was smooth with lips, and bounds. Hassles were there but enjoyed a lot as she was Parshi and I? Guess!
We as a family known to this city as a pair of love with pink and blues. We are soft, gentle, and clean. Not a single mom raised their fingers on us ever as we first exchanged our self after our social grant for sex!
We are happy and secured by a small cottage and a beautiful restaurant in this hilly grassy tourist space where only couple are allowed except a lone friend of us whom we consider as a complete without a pair.

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