Aaaahhh.. Chinnaga koruku ra na boobs niSuresh: entha peddaga unnaye ni salluAntu vaadu tana boobs ni korukutu puku baga dengutunnadu nakemo ikkada le...hi poyindi bayata nunche kitiki lo chustu madda ni ooputunnanu vadu tana thoda ni vedalpu chesi kaallu pyki etti dengutunnadu salma arustu undi ala oka 20 min baga chesaru tarvatha ala iddaru bed pyna nude ga padukunnaru apuduSalma: chala baga dengutaav ra nuvu ni mundu vadu wasteSuresh: oh avna ve antha bagundaSalma: I love u ra naku ika nunchi. I actually felt good for the first time in a week. The worst week of my life. I did not know what the future was going to bring yet, but this morning I felt good and it was so great to have that feeling, I did not want any planning or theories or ideas to interrupt it. I heard the children in the kitchen, with Peter making them food and hushing them to keep quiet for fear of waking Mummy. They were whispering so loud that I could hear them better than if they’d used their normal voices. The bed. I was cautious to not over handle her boobs, lest they get sore and irritated. I oiled her belly and legs and after a brief treatment of her thighs and calves, I settled on her belly. I re-oiled my hands and glopped it onto her belly. I was rubbing in ever widening circles and running my fingers under the elastic of her panties. I could feel her bush and I slowed to massage the hair growing out of her womanly parts. My hand still under her panties, I slid further down her pussy to the opening. I need you to stay home, I’m expecting a package in the mail and it can not get wet.”Great, home alone again, I said to my self.Darcy then whispered into my ear, “It will give you a chance to read my diary.”My face lit up and I gave Darcy a smile.“Donald, will you please buy Marcy some more carrots, I think that’s the only thing she eats.”Darcy started to laugh, and I turned red with embarrassment.After they all left I cleaned up the kitchen, then I went upstairs. I took off my robe and got on.