I did. When I got there, he made me chug both of them, then told me to fetch another round. He took one of these ones, and I had the other. A little l...opy from the quick intake, and the three I had before showing up, I kind of forgot why I was there. We chatted like we were old friends, and at some point the fact that I was having some financial difficulties surfaced. Around my 4th beer or so (not including the 3 from before), he stands in front of me and says "I know how you can earn some. Start a new life with you. Wanna have babies of our own. You just have to leave all this and come with me dear. Just trust me in this”. “Who else will I trust dear. But I don’t want to do this cos I don’t want to ruin your life. You are still young and you might get a beautiful wife someone who is better than this old woman” she said. “Yeah I might. But my life will be incomplete without you Vasanthi. I want you all through my life. We will leave all this and go away from here. I want you dear.. He laid one hand on her thigh, and reached the other out, until his fingers rested lightly on her softly-furred mound. He heard her make a sound, and felt her hips move enticingly under his hand. He knew what she wanted, but he wanted to make this last as long as possible–she deserved to have everything done properly. With a single finger, he stroked slowly downwards, along the edge of the pouting lips. He felt moisture that had nothing to do with the rain, an heat–more than he had expected. He. I have made my women lick my armpits in turn and if they are sufficiently roused, they liked licking my armpits. I always get turned on by women in sarees and sleeveless blouses.Five years ago I fucked a buxom whore at a brothel I used to frequent. I remember her for her very big boobs, the largest that I had ever come across; they were really unnatural. She said jokingly that it was the result of too much of grappling by customers over the years. Anyway, she wore a cotton sari so I made her.