"Ouch!"He mused, "A double dose just to get things started. All done. You were a brave girl."He removed the needle, but continued caressing my ass tho...ughtfully. "You have a nice tush. I like it." The staff under me twitched upward against my tummy. He stroked me lightly between the thighs. "You shave down here," his soft voice rumbled. "It looks nice." Decision entered his tone. "I think we'll do this now."The paper bag crackled again. I waited, stewing in embarrassment.His hand spread my. The cup has dark sides, covered in cartoons. Back to the FramesDirect store full posters of bespectacled models with no chinks in their armour. You ask the girl with the moisturised fingers sitting behind the cash register if your grandma’s glasses are ready. Mrs Smythe. Nothin for her? Check again. Not Smith, S-M-Y-T-H-E, darling – check carefully, my lady. That’s an amazing necklace. That’s Saharan opal, am I right? Don’t ask how I know that. ‘Sbeautiful. Your eyes are green, aren’t they?. A quiver at the center of belly – probing fingers slide slowly into the wet sheath between widely opened thighs. Heart racing in rhythm to the Priestess’ song as the night takes its penance. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* His scent is powerful to the woman kept in forced blackness – masculine… animalistic. Bare thigh brushing her own, gasping deep as he steps close and… thrusts. Head thrown back, eyes wide beneath the silk of her blindness. Hard jabs – thrusting, taking the panting woman. Enakum moodaga than irunthathu, angu amarnthu iruvarum sirithu neram pesi kondu irunthom. Merry en kangalai kaama aasaiyil paarthu konde irunthaal, parka parka aasai alavirku meeri irunthathu.Iruvarum parkil kiss seithu udhadai sappa aarambithom, uthadu miga sexyaaga irunthathu. Aval vidamal ennai kiss adithu konde irunthaal.Enake muchu thinari vitathu, pinbu niraiya aatkal nadanthu selum pozhuthu engal iruvarai paarthu konde irunthaargal. Athanaal veru engavathu pogalam endru kadal karaiku.