Sari naam Friday veliyil selalam class cut adithu vitu endru solinen, sari naan naamum veetirku theriyamal thaan vaurgiren endraal. Naan innum avalai ...eril oru murai kuda paarthathu illai, intha murai thaan avalai muthal muraiyaaga neril paarka pogiren.Aval anna endru azhaithathum enaku aval meethu iruntha kaama enam marainthathu, Friday aanathu naan en idam irupathile sexiyaaga irukum aadaiyai aninthu kondu sendren. Muthal muthalaaga avalai paarthen ipppaaaaaaaaaaaaa ena figure da ival endra. ? At a signal the men released Mariko?s legs.Inevitably they dropped a little. A frightful scream shook me through. Thedevilish arrangement that the men had worked out was torturing my poor wife.Any movement to close or lower her legs tightened the loop around her nipple. Icould already see their base being squeezed by the fine cord and the elongatedtips starting to swell. The cord between her nipples also played its part. Ifher legs moved to try and close themselves they pulled the cords. The realization that not only was he banging the shit out of a gorgeous woman half his age, combined with how it felt to be inside her, had his balls churning. Dan felt his hips now begin to move involuntarily, and the little push from earlier moved quickly to a jerking motion. He too was caught in the same waterfall, and with mighty grunts & a series of jerking pushing motions, he too was carried away by the current.With the end of their writhing and moaning, the two lovers laid there, hanging. I arrived at their house and wasnt sure if anyone was home. I rang the doorbell and well greeted by my cousin. She had not changed almost at all in 20 years. She still had the long reddish brown hair with a tint of gray. She was still not a fashion plate by any means. She wore a pair of jeans and a long flannel shirt opened just enough so i could tell she had on a helter top underneath.She was definately a tomboy, but i remember that gorgeous bady that lied underneath. "Cousin!" She yelled and.