Intha mundru peril ivaluku thaan mulai perithaaga irukum matra murai pengaluku mulai sirithaagave irukum.Enathu mama ivargalai engum enapa maatar atha...aal ivargal veliyil selathathaal naan eppozhuthu ellam veetiru varugireno appozhuthu ellam enidam santhoshamaaga sirithu pesi santhoshamaaga irupaargal. Devi eppozhuthum kaaam aasaiyil irupaal avalin sexyaana mulaiyaal ennai idithu vilaiyaathuvaal.Aval mulaiyaal ennai idikum pozhthu enathu muudaga thaan irukum aanal ivalin akkavai thaan. It was time to go home as we left she invited me to her house.We sat in her kitchen and talked some moreShe said that she was going to the bathroom and make myself at home she had been gone for ages and I was getting worried so I knocked on the bathroom door she sounded out of breath.The bathroom door was unlocked so I quickly peered round the door and I couldn't believe what I had seen her tight skirt was around her waist and her black satin thong was below her knees.Her hand on top of her. She told us her dad let her see his any time she wanted when her mother wasn't there, as long as she never told her mother.That got us all asking lots of questions and she described what it looked like but said she wasn't allowed to touch it. She even told us about how her dad would rub it in front of her and it would get big and then white stuff would squirt out. Now that got us interested, we hadn't ever seen anything like that.I guess we had gotten too quiet, because her dad came in to check. The pilots were also as confident as the manager, they walked pass Roger Jackson with a arrogant look upon their faces. The last flight to New Zealand was one o’clock in the morning. Only about ten to fifteen passagers waited next to mister Jackson, most of them looked like some wierd band members, with their guitars and small drums they passed the time by singing quietly. There was two businessmen wearing expensive Armani suits and smoking sigars. The rest were just late comers, who missed the.