Sola ponal indru avaluku piranthanaalum kuda, en nanban pine vanthaan avanuku konjam viyarvai vanthu irunthathu. Engu oothan endru theriya vilai, avan... kangalil oru sorga santhoshathai paarthen, nandraaga enjoy seithu irupaan endru ninaikiren. Pinbu food order seithu anaivarum saraku adithukonde sapida aarambithom.Kategarvin enaku saraku oothikonde irunthaal, naanum kudithukonde irunthen. Niraiya kathai pesikondu irunthom, enal nambave mudiyavilai epadi intha rich pengal nam udan friendship. "Now we put it in with the orange juice." I held the cup upside down and dug my finger into the sugar until it fell out. I looked and dug a little more of it until it was empty. The cup went back into the sugar bowl."OK. Now we need to mix it in with the orange juice. Go ahead and stir it. OK." I held her hand and turned the spoon around, then guided her so she broke up some of the sugar with the side of the spoon. "Good. Go ahead and stir some more."She stirred for a bit. "Is it mixed in?". (He tells me it feels like a tiny tight vagina in the back of my mouth.) I fought the familiar gag reflex and counted mentally to five. As soon as I could, I took a lungful of new air. I repeated this a couple more times before I heard him say "Goddam, girl! Where are you putting all of that?"His cock grew even harder in my mouth, his legs tightened, and I knew he was close. I took a fresh breath and continued pushing the head just past that throat muscle until I run out of air, breathe, and. He’s told me this is what he thinks about when he jerks off — his cock thrusting between my lips, my tongue stroking, swiping, caressing as I suck. It’s what I think about too, sometimes, when I touch myself. We’ve had sex a handful of times, he’s licked and fingered me to orgasm, but this is what excites us both: the snatched moments in his office, me on my knees or sitting in his swivel chair, my hands on his hips, his hands holding my long hair out of my face as I suck him.I lick him up and.