One day Mrs Hood ( changed for obvious reasons ) was in her front garden and beckoned me over as I was passing. Mrs Hood was maybe late fifties, widow...d and with a full figure. She was known as the local busybody and she only mixed with the neigbours to find out the local news.On this occasion she almost straight away asked me if I had a girlfriend and seemed eager to know how close we were. She asked me how often I saw her and so on. Then, completely out of the bue she asked me if I was having. Her tartan skirt was pulled up nearly to her waist and her legs were parted. She still had her flimsy step-ins on and she had one finger pushed up the narrow strip of cloth that ran under her crotch and it was clearly inserted into her vagina. Her matching tartan shirt was unbuttoned to the waist and she was pressing the nipple of one of her breasts.The finger in her vagina seemed to be making a circling movement and I had certainly traced the source of the sound. Her body was writhing and I. Priya unmaiyil sunniyai viraivaaga umba katru kondaal, avalin naakal en sunni munaiyai naki suvaikum pozhuthu oru sugam eer patathu “haaaaaaaaaaaa athu pondru en vaazhvil naan entha oru sugathaiyum kandathe illai”.En sunniyil kanju varuvathu pondru irunthaalum kanju vara villai, aval nandraaga thalaiyai asaithu sunniyai sappi umba aarambithaal.En sunni muzhuvathum priya echi vazhinthu irunthu, naan vaazhvil ena bakiyam seithen endru theriya villai. Naan nandraaga aval vaaiyil sunniyai. Weight 70kgs. I work as a Sr.Software Eng in a MNC. Let us come to the stories.It was the month of July 2009 in Vizag. I was sitting at my Desk in office. I got a call from a new number and it was nice voice came over there. I asked her who she was. She told me that she is Swathi from Vodafone office. She was asking for bill payment for last day of month bill. As I was busy at that time I was unable to talk more and i said her to call me tomorrow. Next day she called me and remainder me for.