Amma muti pondu amarnthu nanban sunniyai sapppi umba aarambithaal.Nanbanaal sugathai thanga mudiyaamal iru kangalai irukamaaga mudi kondu amma thalaiy...l kai vaithu kondu irunthaan. Kai vaithu irukum poozhuthu amma sunniyai urinthu umba aarambithaal.Kotaiyai naakal naki keezh irunthu mel varai naakal naki mutham seithu sappa aarambithaal. Amma sunniyai umba villai, umbinaal kanju vanthu vidum endru sexiyaaga suniyai sappi matum vital. Pinbu avalin pudavaiyai kayatinaal, muthal muraiyaaga en amma. K. C. stood at an open locker across the room, dabbing imaginary sweat from her face with a white towel. "Hot work, isn't it?" she asked, smiling as usual. The three others gave noncommittal grunts as they sat and picked up their sodas. K. C. put down her towel and picked up a fourth can, popped it open, then put it to her perfect lips. The girls watched in amazement as she tilted her head back and drank the cold soda down with steady gulps. The muscles in her long neck moved gracefully as she. Sensual delight was her mission, slowly building the pleasure she gave me, her hands stroking and squeezing my balls in the same seductive rhythm as her throat was pulsing to, a finger lightly stroking across my asshole. This was exquisite, she was playing me like a flute, drawing me to fever pitch. Slowly, silently, she continued, sliding her finger into me, curling and stroking as she built the pressure around my swollen member. Such ecstasy could not be endless, and at it reached its very. He was able to retrieve a few things from his crippled craft before it sank into the lagoon. The man lived in the lagoon, seemingly trapped. There was no exit except for the ocean and that seemed treacherous to him to have to swim until finding a better access to land. Or perhaps he couldn’t swim. But he had a weapon, but only one. Eventually, he used it to create the narrow tunnel the Predators found on their survey. It may explain why they seemed to search the area around the tunnel and.