Instead of crying or even screaming and yelling in anger, Elly cooly walked across their bedroom from the doorway to the side of the bed and sat down on the edge on her side. As Elly and I had both been having nagging thoughts and concerns about our noise levels I had brought my right hand from Jen’s back where I had been patting her, to Elly’s face to cup her cheek and stroke my thumb gently across her left eye and eyebrow. Hindi sex hd I smile and then wonder if Elly’s new husband is as fond of mother’s milk as I was that night.
