Nagamani na mukkunu pattukuni halloki eeedchuku vaastunnadi. Mukku vipareethamga neppi chesindki. Nagamani na mukkunu gattiga vooputhu eedustunnadi ph...t phagt mani veepu pirrala meeda chavakodutunnadi. Nenu nagamani rendu kaallu vatesukunnanju. Amma kottoddu nanu vadulu nee banisaga untanu: ani edustunanu inthalo anjamma hot iron rods thechhindi. Erraga vediga unnai rods. Nannu kinda kurchubettindi nagamani. Mukkunu virustu dad vanka chusi vathalu pettamantava? ani adigindi Dad kaipu ekkipothu. I tossed it and brought some down. Come on, sit, this is about ready." Ryan got out plates and silverware and put them on the table, then poured two glasses of juice and brought them over as well. She sat down and took a deep breath. "Wow, that smells great. Much better than the Pop Tarts I'd planned on." "You're saying that just to bait me, and I'm not taking it." Ryan laughed. "Okay, you're right. Thanks, I do appreciate it. It'll be a good start to a long day." "Yeah, I meant to ask." Brody. I had known Brian since high school and although we lived a few hundred miles apart, we made a habit of calling each other as often as possible and even meeting for drinks or dinner every now and then. My wife Kim has only met him a handful of times because of her work demands. I got off the phone with Brian after madly scribbling down some notes on the back of an envelope and went to tell Kim the good news. I searched all over the house and finally found her doing some much required gardening. I felt her sweet breathe for an instant before she pressed her succulent, full lips to mine and began kissing me deeply. After many minutes I felt her tongue forcing its way between my lips and seeking my own, her desirable hips pressed against me. She pulled my right hand down and pressed it against her breasts, the other she kept firmly pinned above my head. I then felt those long fingers gripping my throbbing cock and my swollen balls in a tight grip as we continued the arousing, lengthy.