They didn’t even make it to her bedroom before collapsing on the living room couch. Recounting the ride in detail, Helen showed her friend how high ...he dared pull her skirt up, and just how she imagined the bus driver’s fingers stroking the mound of girl-flesh in her panties. Christen laid the sides of her bodice aside to demonstrate how much boob she showed. She even admitted to Helen how she ran her fingers up the insides of her thigh to direct the man’s attention to her undies. Soon both. Pinbu vaishaali kuthiyai nandraaga nakiya pin en sunniyai eduthu avalin sexyaaga kuthiyil vittu okka aaramithen. Avalin kuthi unmaiyil irukamaaga sugamaaga irunthathu, aval en suuthai irukamaaga pidithu avalin kuthiyil sunniyai aazhamaaga vitu azhuthi kondaal. Naan porumaiyaaga vaizhaali kuthiyil ooka aarambithen.En nanban aunty kuthiyil naaku potu avanathu vellai sunniyai kuthiyil vittu ooka aarabithaan, aarthi kuthiyai aunty naki konde hmmmmmmmmmmm haaaaaaaaa endru kathi munara aarambithaal.. I see bright red hand prints appear on your ass. I use my fingertips to lightly stroke and soothe your warming cheeks. I then start the process again. Sharp spanks on each cheek, followed by soothing strokes. I reach down with my hand and I can feel that the fabric of the thong covering your pussy is absolutely soaked now with your cum. I grab the waistband of your thong and yank it roughly down your ass to lay limply by your knees. I reach down deeply again and pull your juices up from your. It still isn't wholly clear to you why you're here. Vague promises of a world in crisis were all that you were given before being unceremoniously flung through the space between spaces. Your employer (owner, maybe? The exact nature of your relationship is still a little nebulous) has sent you as his agent to avert this crisis, though how you are meant to do that is beyond you. A year ago you were working retail; two months ago a slightly better, still hopelessly mundane job. At your most.