He always like that I lick his ass hole and put finger there. He always bring condoms to use in his ass hole. I am getting fed up with this type of ga... like activity. I guess he is a bi male. He takes and gives.When he comes home taking others he does not like to have his ass hole kicked it is my observation she said. After listening her I left her house for work. While returning from there I guessed he must be homo. So I decided to try if he is really a home. After two weeks I telephoned her. Naan pona udane ava kaila irunth koyya palatha thooki pota. Avaluku koyya palam na rumba pidikum . Ava jannal thinndu mela yeri koyya palam parichutu iruntha . Naan yetharthama avaluku near poi ninnu mela Maratha pathen . Aiyoo naan paarthathu maram illaa.Puthar kadu., Aaama naan yen akkavoda Pundaiya athen . apiyala irunthu adha pathute irukanum nu thoonuchu. Anaiku night valakam pola thoonkinom naan yen phone la vibrate mode la potu 1:30 alarm vachutu thoonkinen . Alarm adichathu naan. But this past year I do not know what has gotten into me. My husband knows about everything, and it really excites him. Let me explain: I started out doing a little flashing to some of the workers that come over and work on my house, this progressed to blow jobs, than fucking, one guy, than many guys. Now I need to be satisfied, however it takes. It has really changed my life… Let me tell you about last weekend. I needed to go out of town on business to a city about 3 hours away by car. . Her nose twitched with every breath.I heard the wind stop. I heard the door close. I saw the pair climb the stairs into my apartment.What to call her? ‘Faye’ was the first name I had learned. Had ‘Gretchen’ and ‘Carmine’ even been real? Maybe ‘Faye’ wasn’t either, but the name had calcified in my brain. She wore her shredded skirt green dress. Her hair was curled, and framing her worried frown. Her green toque and knit sweater seemed too little to have on for such a storm.Winter was a pace in.