He would bend it down and watch it spring back with a slap against my stomach. He would put his all his fingers on the shaft with the purple head in h...s palm and slowly drag his fingers up to the ripe mushroom head. He closely examined my pee slit, spreading it so he could look down into it. He would grab my sac of balls between his thumb and forefinger and stretch it down. When my tip started oozing he would wipe the goo on the purplish head making it glisten in the dim light. After what. "The spray shocked me into full awakening. You'd dragged my half-conscious form in with you to the shower. You held me until I could stand on my own. I held you because I could. The warm water not reaching my soreness. I whimpered as you tried to play one last time.You giggled at my pain.You turned me away. You massaged my scalp as you washed my hair. My body lathered up and rinsed free. Your gentleness at odds with the force you displayed in bed. My senses irising into your fingertips. With a. Maybe his family needed her just as much if not more than he did. Keith came to me taking me into his arms. He kissed me passionately as he hugged me. His hand drifted to my ass roaming freely around it.I felt that feeling of calmness, security, and being loved come over me. I fought my tears of joy as I wondered why this man made me feel like this. Why others also felt like this when around him as well?I knew even Linda felt this way. I could see that look in her eyes. Every time when Keith. (Madikkol is the Tamil term used for a lean long bamboo pole used by us to spread or take out clothes from overhead clothesline and Mami is the Tamil term used for any senior women.)She asked me "where is Sellam Aunty?" and I said "she is taking bath". Radha stood with some hesitation. I politely asked her "what do you need?". She did not reply but stood hesitating. I again asked "please tell me what you need". She then said "I need some groundnut oil — I will come later to get it". It is a.