Soothil echu thupi sunniyai iraka aarambithen, sunni soothil irangum pozhuthu athigamaaga irukam kidaithathu. Soothil ookum pozhuthu thaan meku munara...aarambithaal haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa endru munarinaal. Avaluku vali ear padugirathu endru therinthathu aanal athu thaan enaku innum kama veriyai vara vaithathuSoothil ookum pozhuthu thaan therigirathu athil evalavu sugam irukirathu endru, oru murai neengal soothil oothu paartheergal endraal athum neengal meet seiyum pozhuthu soothil thaan. It seems to be as natural with women, as it is with men. Men are always scared to death that "what they have" isn't adequate to satisfy the beautiful woman before him.I moved very slowly up between her parted knees, and without taking my eyes off of her sex, whispered to her, "Beautiful ... You're beautiful Melinda."Those words and the release of apprehension brought forth a satisfying heavy sigh, as she moved her legs further apart for me in an effort to give me more room. Room that I didn't. First let me tell about the girl. She is one of the gorgeous women I ever met. A raving beauty, photographic face and a wanting body. All the above words are very few to describe the goddess. I first met here as an aspirant to my college. She was trying to get admission to my Management School and we met online and became fast friends.Initially we chatted about our college later we started talking some intimate things also. But I was a shy guy then and now too. I never used to start any of this. ‘Don’t let them in,’ ordered the worn man. ‘Don’t let them in Evelin.’ The girl’s cramps ceased and she took a deep breath. ‘I lied to it,’ said Evelin, and raised her face to Keme. Her voice was that of an old woman. Her eyes were narrow with hate. ‘I knew it was coming. I knew what it would do to me, but I lied to it.’ ‘Get out of her,’ ordered the worn man, and pulled Evelin’s hair. ‘Fool,’ hissed the old woman’s voice from Evelin’s mouth. ‘The child let me in by her own choice. Only she can.