Ennai oru paiyan oothaal ippadithaan enmeethu eri oopan, avalin iru mulaigalum enathu mulaiyil patukondu irunthathu. Enathu kazhuthil mutham oduka aar...bithaal naan sirthe hmmmmmmmm endru munarinen.Piragu enathu toapdai kayatinaal, naan vellai nira bra anninthu irunthen aval athil vaayai vaithu mutham oduthu vaayale bravai kayatinaal. Enathu vellaiyaana iru muligalum azhagaga therinthathu pinbu athil viraitha kaambugal neetikondu irunthathu athil avaluduya vaaiyai vaithu sappa. The next three hours were the longest of my life, my emotions were in a turmoil, had they even gone for a meal?, or were they in bed at that moment?I cursed myself for not knowing where they’d gone, but what was the point in knowing that? If their meeting was as crucial as he’d said, I could hardly phone and interrupt it.Did he know she was naked under her dress? Was he fingering her now? I was driving myself mad so I did what any normal man would do, I went to the pub.They were already home. I started kissing her nape, slowly taking my time. The water was running over her perky breasts. Beads of water on her back would accentuate her cute little arse.With that one look on , there was this wild beast rising in my, I turned her around against the wall, with my body pushing against hers, I grabbed her hair with one arm and other went straight for the pussy. She moaned approval of my roughness and then some more.Her pussy was dripping wet from all the juices I got flowing. Her legs. In her right hand was hairbrush with a long handle and a surface about seven inches long by three inches wide. Looking me up and down she uttered a single word, “Strip.” “Deb, lets talk about this,” I said in a trembling voice. “Strip now,” she said again in a louder voice. “Everything except your underwear.” She now had her arms folded across her chest. Somehow I knew that begging would get me nowhere, so I did as instructed and began to take off my clothes. At the same time Deb moved a.