Bachelors…she thought to herself, repeating to herself what she had heard in regards to the cleanliness of single men, and found the messiness of th... place almost more attractive to her. He could use a girlfriend she thought to herself, with a little smile. She didnt say wife, because that is something her mother would correct her with. Her mom was all about being traditional. Jamie was more open-minded, and obviously overflowing with wisdom her mom was not endowed with. Besides, she was sick. ." ... Go on... " she smiled"Well, it seems the lad was bitten square in the middle of his scrotum, and already his testes are swollen to the size of..." I cast about for a suitable simile... "to the size of those guava melons over there", pointing to a nearby bush with several large fruits laden on its low branches."And you need me to reduce the swelling somehow, am I correct, my lovebird and protector?" In words of one syllable, yes." What do you recommend, oh dear one?" Well, it would seem. Spreading my legs as wide open as I could I grabbed Madhavan Sir’s head while literally thrusting my hips up to meet his face. He slobbered, he sucked, he licked, he poured his saliva deep into my cunt’s hole until I didn’t know whether I was more wet with my juices or with his saliva – and he kept drinking it all, I could hear the slurping wet sounds that were being created by the sucking sound whenever his lips and my cunt parted for a brief second or two. That sound itself was so wonderfully. At the party I was to make my entrance after most of the people had already arrived, how excited I was when I was waiting to see him, I glimpsed him as his carriage pulled up late this afternoon but I was called from the window to have my hair set for the party. Finally they called for me and I gracefully walked down the stairs to meet my husband-to-be, my fate. The crowd cheered for us once my hand met his as he guided me through the congratulations and best wishes, but my heart ran cold, his.