(Do what you want.)She: Velila avan irukan. (He is there outside.)Renu: Epo di vanthan? (When did he come.)She: Ipo than una pathutan, vitrutha panchu...upan. (Just now, he saw you, just miss)Me: Hey Sadhana, kathava thora. (Open the door)She: Iru iru Renu ve thorapa. (Wait, wait, Renu will do.)Finally, the door was opened, but by Renu. She was wearing night pants and a shirt with no inners. I could see her shapes.Me: Cha miss aagiduche. (Oh shit, I missed.)She: Etho kekRenu sona, ketuko. “ stöhnt sie leise. „Ganz genau, Liebes. Ich will Dich. Jetzt. Hier. Lass Dich überraschen!“ antwortet er leise und küsst leicht ihre Lippen. Die inzwischen geöffnete Bluse streift er ihr langsam über die Schultern. „Wow…. Was neues??“ „Tja, so ab und zu… will ich Dich halt auch mal überraschen. Wirst schon sehen“ säuselt sie zurück. Paul öffnet jetzt den Reißverschluss ihres Rockes und lässt ihn einfach so zu Boden gleiten. Dann tritt er zwei Schritte zurück. „Hammer!!! Spitzen-BH, mehr. Let's see you do a handstand naked." I stood up and bent over in front of him, lifting my legs into the air and balancing as he got on his knees in front of me and wrapped his arms around my waist as he buried his face against my pussy and started licking it. It felt so good, but so weird to be in this position with Coach Jackson. I started to go weak in the arms as he held me up. I never knew Coach was so strong. He always looked so fat to me, with his big belly. He rested my legs on his. Rubbing his hands up and down my legs his pumping of my ass slows as the storm outside has. The flashing of lightning isn’t as often and the crashes of thunder seem distant. The wind has picked up and the sound of rain lashing the window is loud. Carl grabs my thighs just above my knees. He seems a bit more focused and starts to pump me a little harder. As his thrusting increases, the storm picks up again. Thunder, lightning, heavy rain and a howling wind with so much force it feels like it.