My breasts glistening with my own juices, sitting waiting for him to do with me as he wished. I had to admit it, I was jealous. I wanted him to see me...and be so irrevocably turned on by me that he would have to have me, right there and then. That was the effect I had on other men. I could walk into a room, pick the man I wanted, smile and he would follow me outside. The fact that he didn’t want me made me want him so much more. Back at the beginning I was a naive, young 18 year old. A virgin. “That’s good Bert, bloody dam good!” Belinda lie lengthwise along his body, Bert managed to pull his feet back up the bed, enabling him to lift his hips, then he really started to fuck her, not to fast but it gave her a chance to catch her wind. At this stage she could have done with her so-called Arse man, the lover who always fucked her in that region. Bert’s cock felt like the rough bark of an old oak tree, Belinda put it down to the thickness of the heavy vein formation along the sides of. Anyway, I hadn't done "it"for a couple of weeks and when I went to do it this morning, it took along time. It didn't help that Mom kept yelling at me to finish upbecause I was going to use up all the hot water. When I finallyfinished, I realized that I had been fantasizing about one of the malemodels I had seen in my fashion magazines. That's funny, I'd never donethat before.I just realized that I haven't thought about Vic for almost a month now.I guess we really have split up. Oh well, her. Antha areavil ilam pengal matrum auntygal niraiya irunthaargal, aanal angu irukum aangalum engalai oru vithamaaga thaan paarthu irunthaargal. Antha aunty mugamum miga sexyaaga irunthathu.Maa nirathil sirithu karupaaga irunthaal eppadi irupaargalo athu polave singala tamil pesi irunthaal, enaku vaaipu kidaithaal intha auntyai inge vaithu oothu vida vendum endru ninaithu irunthen.Naangal meenava nanban veetirku sendrom, angu engalai nandraaga kavanithukondaargal. Appozhuthu sirithum ethir.