Soft moans drifted from her mouth and she was smiling as her hands glided over my back. She felt herself being stretched to accommodate the extent of ...y stimulated flesh rod as my insertion continued. As I slid the full length of my shaft into her, I kissed her on the neck several times. Her muscles tightened around my pole and the wetness that surrounded my most appreciative flesh was a perfect mix of slipperiness and snugness. I began taking slow and measured strokes. My mind was frantically. Mr O'Hare is dead."For a moment, I stared aghast at Phil - at his corpse, some part of me put in - not recognising the change. But, no, there it was - there was no light in his eyes. The man I'd loved, the man I'd wanted to father my children, the man ... was dead. I put the coffee cup down somewhere, looked around a room grown suddenly strange ... and didn't cry.I felt, in fact, entirely vacant. I felt like a large part of me, the feeling, sensitive, caring part of me had been removed with a. Enaku santhega maaga irunthathu aanalum naan athai thapaaga eduthuka villai. Ennidam unaku pen thozhigal yaaravathu irukiraargala endru kettargal?Naan vetkapattu appadi yarum illai aunty endru sonnen, aunty ennai paarthu sirithaargal pinbu enathu arul vanthu amarthargal appozhuthu enathu kaigalum avargalin kaigalum urasikondu irunthathu. Aunty ennidam solluvatharku unaku enna thauyakam endru enathu kaiyai pidithu avargalin madiyil vaithukondu sollu endru sonnargal.Innum naan avargalai thapana. My first instinct was to push the door open and stop him. Curiosity got the better of me though and instead was intrigued. For fourteen year old his shaft was long and thicker than I’d expected but then again he was a growing boy, already five nine and taller than I. Gradually the rhythm of his hand increased. I felt a tingling in my pants. It sent my hand between my legs to satisfy but between the fabric I couldn’t reach it yet in spite of myself and what I was watching I slide my hand down my.