Aunty muthugu azhagaga therinthathu, janel vaitha jakit aninthu irunthaal maa niramaaga vazhu vazhuvendu irunthathu. Athai paarkum pozhuthe sema mooda...a irunthathu, aunty veetil naan selum pozhuthu yaarume illai, aunty thanimaiyil irunthaal aval kanavan veliyil sendru irunthaan.Aunty naan coffee poduguren nee athu varaikum tap rapair seithukondu iru endru solinaal.Haan sari aunty endru soli naan tap repair seithen, aunty soodaga coffe potu eduthu vanthaal. Iruvarum ondraaga nindru pesikonde. I still had those letters. Dad had written every one of them, and they were so convincing that after reading one, even I had to remind myself that it was Dad writing them. As the months had gone by, I started to wait for those letters. I started to read them at least five times a day, and I guess now I really did fall for Haneef - my father."So how was the US, honey?" Dad asked as we walked into the terminal. My luggages would reach home later that day, courtesy the airport staff. My Dad had. I could have probably got all four fingers, but as her movements were getting more rapid, I concentrated on her clit, just sliding my fingers in a controlled rhythm. Suzy was moaning and rolling her head from side to side, and I pushed her over the edge by thrusting a finger into her ass. “Wow” was the first thing she said when she settled back down, fresh from one good orgasm, and several small ones. “That was one of the nicest cums that I have had. Lie down so I can fuck you. I did as. The other remained where it was, teasing her labia and her clit with the thumb, though he gripped her ass harder. That wonderfully firm round ass. His cock went inches deeper before withdrawing to the edge of his glans. Her inner labia gripped it, wanting it back. Another downward thrust brought him a couple more inches in. Then back out. Then deeper still.“I wish I could watch,” she murmured.“There should be a mirror in the desk.”“Why?”“Rachel.”“Do I want to know?”“Probably not.”“I think I.