We were the only people in the bar and it was late so I paid the bill and gave her a huge goodbye.While I hugged her my hand naturally went to her ass...and she giggled saying Gman I didn’t know we were that close. I laughed and went in for a kiss on the cheek and she slide turned her face towards me. Her big lips met mine and I knew she was down to fuck. We made out like high schoolers for a moment then I said we better go to bed. She followed me to the elevator, then my room. She was so shy at. .Hi dear.. ha ninakkinnu 2 per undallo… yente aal yethunne ullu, vilichirunnu…. Interview:- yendha peru – Sobha, yetranaal aayi yee thozhil thudanghi yittu – aarkkado kanakku shookhshikkan nearam… yennalum yeakadhesam – 14aam vayasil vayas ariyichappol thudanghiyadha… yennalum – oru yennalum yilla, ok yetra naal aayi yivide – 7/8 varzham aayi kaanum… yidhinu munpp yevide aayirunnu – adhonnum venda mone angane yenne alakkaan nokkalle.. yidhu vithu vere yaa…, yeadhu type aalukalum aayitta. As I sat there, listening to the drivel around me, I became very awareof her uniform snagging ever so slightly on my bra cups with everybreath, or how tight the waistband of the skirt was, or the slightbreeze up between my stocking-clad legs that happened every now andagain. The thong strap was still tugging away as well, constantlyreminding me that I was sat in her underwear and I had no way whatsoeverto get any of it off. I tried tugging my skirt down to cover my knees,but it simply wasn't. The last clip to be pulled free was the one on her clit.The true pain of clothes pins is not when they are applied, it is when they are removed. Very few people would have been able to withstand the pulse of pain which releasing two thousand clothes pins all at once sent through her body. But peas was a positively perfect pain slut who had been taken to near the peak of sexual excitement before that pulse of pain. The volcano did not erupt, it exploded. Peas shook and quaked. By her own.