Avalin mugathil entha vithamana sogam alathu kavalai ilamal irunthathu.Athaanpin petrorgalum thinanum shop-ku sendru viduvargal. Nanum, anniyum thanim...iyil irupatharku athigamana neram kidaithathu. Susmitha anniyai sirika vaithen, santhoshamaga parthu konden. “unn annan kuda irunthathai vida unnudan irupathu thaan santhoshamaga irukirathu” endru vetkathudan kurinal. Iruvarukum idaiyil melum oru nerukam athigamaga eriyathu.Ondraga sofavil nerukamaga amarnthu kondu irupom.Avalin mulai kambugal. In the course of my daily duties customers often asked about my tags and I always displayed my tag so a customer could read it. Actually I was rather proud of being a meatgirl. I went back out to the kitchen first and then took one of the handles on Ann’s roasting pan to help put her in the oven, since it normally takes four women to do that job. The roasting pan is a special design used by most girlmeat restaurants. It was three sides high enough to let the juice collect but then. “Sari, no!” I pleaded, putting my hands on either side of her head to lift her lips from my breast. She flicked her tongue around my erect nipple as my fingers entwined in her silky hair. Looking down, over her head, I could see the flawless, soft curves of her naked back, her incredibly slim waist, the small, tight-muscled cheeks of her butt and the back of her perfectly shaped legs and thighs illuminated by the moonlight. Instead of pulling her head away from me, my right hand was drawn like. To my balls brimming with cum.My hands found her hips, feeling her silky skin. She groaned, her pussy clenching on my dick as she stirred herself around my shaft. Her fingers dug into my shirt. She groaned and then rose up my cock, her pussy clinging to me.“Oh, I like riding Horácio's cock,” she moaned, her pussy squeezing me. “It's always so exciting.”“He's your boyfriend?” my wife asked as the naughty girl slid down my pussy.“Uh-huh,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, Mr. Davies, this is nice. Ooh, I'm.