Mathiya neram aanathu amma mathiya unavu sapitu vittu uranaga aaarambithaargal. Akka ennai ulle azhaithaal, naan sirithu konde akka araiku sendren. Ul...e sendrathum kathavai thazhpal potal, naan vetkap pattu thalaiyai guninthen.Ennai suvathil saithu en kanathai pidithu ithazhil kiss pana aarambithaal, haaaaaaaa miga suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Avalin ithazhil vai vaithu vidamal urinthu sappi konde irunthen, akka en mulaiyil kai vaithu kasaka aarambithaal. Moodu thalaiku eeriyathu, en aadaiyai kayata. --- "Here." --- she explained --- "These are all the things I could think of. You can of course ask me for anything else."She opened it and showed the items in it.--- "This is the copy of my birth certificate, and my id card. You have my address here, and my school address. This is my cell number, my home number, and a number of a burner cell I bought for you to contact me on. These are keys to my house. Including the key to the backdoor, and to the basement. I also included the key to my. ” Candy said at one point and they both laughed. Instead, the older woman told Candy about her sex life in college and later on during her career as a teacher. So many Daddies’ had a crush on teachers and it had been so easy to get them into a bed or the back seat of a car in a rainy parking lot or a park bench somewhere during a light spring evening.Candy had no idea that Helen had been such a slut when she was younger before she married her first husband. The more she heard the more she. I looked up just in time to see her eyes roll back and she wailed as her cunt muscles tried to crush my fingers. I let up on my assault, letting her orgasm roll through her, chest heaving, eyes scrunched shut. Slowly I extricated my hands and raised my face from her ravaged pussy. Her fingers embedded in my hair, she pulled me up and we shared a kiss; a long, deep, passionate kiss. I tasted myself on her tongue and she tasted herself on mine. She broke the kiss and whispered, “Fuck me!” “How.