Reacting unconsciously, I squirmed and jerked in pain, my hands going to the assaulting appendage. It was sticky… I wondered why for a moment, and ...hen realized she’d been fingering herself not two minutes earlier with the same fingers that were now slowly causing incredible torture to my left nipple. I could smell it more strongly now, the nectar flowing through my nostrils like so much airy wine. My mouth began to water, and the flush once again returned to my face. We were nose to nose, eye. Ithu varai naan niraiya peruku sugam koduthu irukiren aanal avargal en manathirku oru sugathaiyum thanthathu illai aanal nee ennai anuab vaikamal en manathirku sugam koduthu vitai.Naalai bus standil ennai pick seithukol endru solinaal. Nalai avalai bus standil paarthen paaaaaaaa sema azhagaga irunthaal, oru keral pen epadi irupaalo athu pola sexiyaaga irunthaal.Naan sendrathum aval en bikekil oru pakamaaga eri amarnthaal, naan ithai ethir paarka villai aanalum avalai impress seiya avalai neraga. In one occasion, Victor went abroad for one week and I had plenty free time to pay a visit to old friends living about four hundred miles from our home town.I spent three nice days with these guys and then came back home.Still I was expecting to be alone during another two days, but I wanted really to be at home as soon as I could; so, I tried to drive back during the night in a fast highway.It was a warm October night and the highway was almost empty. I had plenty gas to get home, but after. She had tried to alleviate the need she felt by squeezing her nipple but the yearning persisted. She pinched it harder inside her blouse, inside her bra. She tugged at it viciously, alleviating the need for...for....for what? She couldn’t explain. She scratched it and she gasped out loud. She broke hard just in time at the red light. She felt eyes on her and looked to the left. A woman glanced at her and gave that smile that passing motorists do. She smiled back weakly and slowly took her hand.