She was beautiful, exotic, black hair and dark brown eyes, a full pout stamped in red."What?" she asked as she put her phone down."Nothing," he replie... with a shrug finishing the rest of his beer."Might as well get another, she can go for hours.”"Jesus. It's 2:00 in the morning already.”"Go to sleep. I promise I can entertain myself.”"Your husband doesn't care?”"That I'm out this late?”He nodded as he went to the fridge and grabbed another beer."I'm sure he'll be irritated but nothing a blow. Avargal kuninthu engal 2ndu peraium thooki nirkka vaithu naan illatha pothu enna seithirgalo athai pannungal entrar, naan auntynum,avan ammanum katha, seiya poringala illayanu katha naan vegamaga avan shortsai izhuthu avan kunjiyai pidithaen, avanum athae pol en poolai kaiel pidikka, ithu illai naan varumpothu seithathu pol ena koora naan kuninthu en soothai avan pooluku neraga katinaen. Avanum poolai eduthu en kundiel vaithu azhtha athu ullae poga villai, valiel naan kathinaen udanae aunty. I thought about my teacher ..” Poor lady. She must be sleeping now with out knowing this….I smiled and went to clean my pussy. When I saw the closet.I remembered the pissing section in my dream. I imagined her once again and pissed. Then I went to my bed nude and was surprised that why I had shared her to the streets. I wanted her in my bed. She is my whore. I would not give her anybody even if it was a dream. I began to dream about her and slowly slipped to drowsiness. I saw her in my dream. Liz Erd had been feeling the persistent sexual arousal syndrome tingling at her honey pot as her pink upturned nipples hardened in a rush of vasocongestion and sensitivity. Liz Erd’s tampon socket was double douched and fit for human consumption. After church, Liz Erd planned on heading down to the “Town Pump” saloon with her friend Lemon Jizzwhistle. Liz Erd planned on picking up four men at the bar, getting one guy to fuck her up the ass doggie style whilst another guy is under her fucking.