) Pazhanivel then asks,”Dei kudumi, un peru enna?”(Hey ponytail, what’s your name?), to which the priest replies,”Seshadhri!” Pazhanivel, th...n asks the priest,”Dei Seshadhri, indha photo-ellam en phone-kku Bluetooth-la anuppu. Ippove!”(Hey Seshadhri, send all these photos to my phone through Bluetooth. Right now!) The priest, then sends these photos to Pazhanivel’s phone. Baasha, then asks,”Dei Pazhani, ippo enna da un plan-u?”(Hey Pazhani, what is your plan now?), to which Pazhanivel. She sounded very happy that he called. When he asked her if she wanted to go out to dinner with him this Saturday she said yes but instead of going out she invited him over to her place and said she would do the cooking. Tom accepted her offer.Promptly at six thirty he pressed her door bell button. She opened the door and looked as good as ever in the white silk blouse and dark skirt she was wearing. He presented her with a dozen red roses and a bottle of wine. She thanked him for these gifts. Zelia blushed, elbows on the table, to my right, as she bent over and let Enrique pull down her capris, and her little white panties, to her knees, exposing her backside to me and to himself. Of course I didn’t look at Zelia’s naked behind, but ate my tamales while Enrique, his nostrils wide, took his cock from the open fly of his jeans and began to enjoy her. For the first time I was to appreciate the size of it. It was easily double the length of my own member, and much thicker, embossed up. “Mmmm!” I purred, enjoying the sensation, but feeling nowhere near filled. “More. I want more.”“Your wish is my command!”I gasped softly as a third of Pete’s fingers slipped between my lips, joining the others in my vagina. This did feel tight, the flesh of my entrance stretched around my husband’s knuckles. He twisted his hand left and right as if finding a comfortable lie. Each twist sent shivers through my hips and belly.“Mmmm Yesss Please! Fuck me with your fingers!”A moment later Pete’s.