You come over. Come safely. It looks like it is going to rain heavily.)L: Seri Manni. Ippo kiambi varen. 45 minutes aagum. (Ok Manni. I will come now....It will take about 45 minutes).(Phone disconnected).(Linga reaches her house at 8:15 pm).(Hello Manni. Hope you are doing good. Just in time. It just started to rain)JL: Hello Manni. Nalamaa? Just in time. Mazhai peyya aarambikkarathuS: Vaa Linga. Seri. Ulla poi kaal-kai alambittu vaa. Saaptaiyaa? (Come in Linga. Wash your hands and feet and. "Yes, I think so, Mick. Perhaps, yes"We left the bar and headed downtown to his place. He kissed me in the cab. The cabbie watched us in his mirror as I kissed Mick back and my hand reached between his legs and I cupped his package. I felt his cock harden as I rubbed and had to reach down and adjust my own cock which had stiffened uncomfortably inside my tight jeans. Once in his apartment, we sat on his couch with a couple of beers. Mick asked me what would I like to do. I had been enjoying the. Jet after jet of hot man cum erupted from Sam’s cock and shot down my throat. I swallowed every drop, savoring the taste. While he was emptying his load down my throat I thought how good his cum tasted to me and wondered if Beth would like the taste. The thoughts turned me on and at the same time, I cursed myself for thinking them.When I had sucked the last drop of cum from Sam’s dick I sat back on my heels and looked up at Sam. I really did love this man, I wanted to spend the rest of my life. It had been such a long time for me. He was perfect. I took his hard, thick length in my hand, pumping it experimentally, relishing the feeling of his firm, silky, intensely rich organ against my skin. I loved the way his skin looked against mine; I liked how my paleness was illuminated by his darkness, especially in the brightness of day."Let me speak French between your legs," he whispered in my ear.He ripped my delicate little panties down my legs and slipped his fingers into my.