Yes!”My pleasure surged through me. My moans sang out through the room, mixing with the rest of my family's passion. Waves of rapture washed through...me. I groaned and gasped. Delight surged through my body and washed into my mind. It inundated my thoughts with the pleasure.My wonderful muse inspired such ecstasy in me. I heaved, my hands squeezing my tits. I gasped and groaned as the rapture surged through me. I heaved and bucked, the sheets caressing my back and ass as I squirmed.“Slata's. The day before Navarathri starts, Jaya came to our house when my wife was not there and told me that my wife wanted help in setting up “Bommala Koluvu”.When I told her that my wife is not home, she said “Just show me where the stuff is. I’ll take care of the rest”. I showed her where my wife keeps all that stuff. She needed my help in carrying some of the heavy things and help in setting up. During this process our bodies’ touched few times. Every touch made me hornier. I was in my nylon shorts. ' He took the unfinished sketch and signed his name, idly wondering how long before it would end up on eBuy. He put letter and sketch back into an envelope addressed to his agent, who would then send it on to the girl.He took the next piece of mail from the stack. It was addressed 'to the occupier', the sort he would usually throw out without opening, but this one was different. The paper was of a quality stock. He turned it over and saw that it was closed with a wax seal, the design a plain. . ," I drawled, attempting to lull the wary teen through feigned indecision. When she glanced away for just a moment, I grabbed her, hooked an arm around her waist, and declared, "... Gotcha!" Oh! No fair!" she cried, as I pulled her down across my lap. I gave her cute little butt, encased in its tight denim, a quick swat. I had intended to move on to tickling from there, but frankly, I was surprised by my own reaction to that spank. Instead of immediately abandoning that activity, my open palm.