Naan avanathu unarvai purinthu kondu avanathu suuthai thadava aarambithen, avanathu suuthum aangal suuthu pola illai athu pengalin suuthu pola menmaiy...aga irunthathu avanathu kal sattaiyai kayatinaan piragu jattiyaium kayatinaan ippozhuthu avan ammanamaaga irukiraan. Naan avnin suuthil kaiyai vaithu thadava aarambithen athu migavum menmaiyaaga irunthathu.Enathu sunni muzhumaithaiyum avanathu vaaiyil vaithu sappi umbinaan piragu enathu kotaiyai urinthu sappinaan. Piner avanathu suuiyai enathu. They did not kiss, they simply made love controlled by the powers given to them. After 30 minutes, Lancelot was breathing heavy while Morgane was becoming wetter, trembling. Her eyes locked in his, they both came together, he remained inside her until his manhood lost hardness. He laid beside her, both embracing the sun that is smiling, thanking them. After that seemed hours, they got up and closed the circle. Both grabbed everything they could and brought them back inside. Morgane grins at. It wasmarvelous to be outside and enjoy my femininity, looking at my glass ofchampagne with the marks of my lips on it, or looking at my cigarettethat also had my lipstick on it. After almost an hour I went backinside and sat in the living room just to appreciate my femininity.As I was relaxing I was surprised by a knock at the back door. Firsttime someone came this late at the back door. I did not answer andwaited. A few minutes later there was another knock and then I heardsomeone saying. Once there he begins circling the knee with his kisses, bending awkwardly down between her legs and turning his head so in pointed back up so that he could continue the trail of kisses underneath the knee joint to the tender skin underneath. It was there that his circling ends, but the kisses do not. The pattering of kisses continue to be supplanted on her tender underside of flesh, until they finally stop too, but now before his tongue comes out to stroking the underside flesh with its tip,.