Appozhuthu thaan naan muthal muthalil pengal pundaiyaiye paarkiren, enaku miga aasaiyaaga irunthathu. Pengal pundaiyil naaku poda vendum endru, karupa... penin pundaiyil vaai vaithu naka aarambithaan.Antha pen sugam thangamal haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru sexiyaaga munarinaal. Pinbu karupan pen pundaiyil sunniyai vitu matter poda aarambithaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa avan sunni muzhuvathum antha pen pundaikul irangiyathu. Iruvarum sexiyaaga matter poda aarambithaargal, niraiya nilaiyil oothu. She walked in closer as she watched him. Awwww, my poor baby she thought. I need to do something. He needs my help, doesn’t he? And she did it again. Awwww, I so need to help my son. “Honey,” she said in the quietest, sweetest tone of voice she could muster. “Are you okay? Sweetheart,” and she stepped up and put a hand on his shoulder, gently, and asked “Can I help you honey?” He continued to rock back and forth. He did not respond to her question. So Cynthia sat down, carefully. Cynthia. Simply a quick promise of things to come. She let go of my wrist, but still, I followed as she pranced down the hallway, her ass tantalizing in the dim light from the bedroom, her hips swaying above her narrow waist, her hair dirty blonde. “Dirty blonde,” I murmured a reference both to her hair and to her, eliciting soft laughter and shocking statement that stopped me in by tracks. “I ate Brenda’s pussy before I drove her home.” I envisioned her on her knees, her face buried between my wife’s. "Come suck my dick sweetheart... come see what you have done to me today."She put her hands on his hips and touched the tip of him with her lips, slowly spreading them open and down his length in the way she knew he liked it, her tongue lapping at his head as she sucked him to the base and up again, repeating the motion over and over. Her eyes never leaving his, knowing she was his and no one else's.She flattened her tongue and pushed further down, tasting him like he was the coldest ice cream.