Blog Blogger: BALL HONEYS sat silently, hand in hand. Tushar knew he had won. The chase had ended. Now it was only a matter of deciding on the time and place. As they sat lost in their own worlds again, he imagined the envious look in the eyes of his friends and acquaintances as he showed off his mistress. She was by far the best amongst the other mistresses who came along and then he would casually let the others know that she had great in bed too.
