Veetirku yaarukum theriyamal kathavai thiranthu mathil egiri guthithu nanban veetirku sendren. Avan veetil gate thiranthu irunthathu satham kanbikamal... mele sendren, angu sendru paarthathum akka angu ilai.Naan udane bayanthu viten ena achu akkavai kaname endru sari wait seithu paarkalam endru ninaithen. Sirithu neram wait seithen varave ilai pinbu call seithen appozhuthu call cut agiyathu, udane yaro mele varuvathu pola irunthathu. Athu yar endru paarthaal athu aka thaan nighty aninthukondu mele. ? Alison moved in front of Eric and threw one leg over his head so sitting in the chair straddling his face. Eric Knelt there Alison’s pussy inches from his face he could smell the sweet scent of it, all he wanted to do was bury his face in it. The Mistress appeared in his vision and she was carrying a paddle and not a very docile one at that she walked a circle and ended up behind him, and suddenly WHACK! Eric felt a burning pain across his buttock he leapt forward away from the paddle strike. Jennifer remembered that she had the the other girls watch in fascinated horror at the drama unfolding before them. Suddenly Miss Palmer gave Monica a hard slap on her ample thighs. The shock of the sudden slaps made Monica loosen her grip on her knickers and Miss Palmer quickly yanked them down to Monica’s ankles.‘Now Monica, hold the position and let’s get this over with.’As if resigned to her fate, Monica bent over, her skirt pulled up and her knickers draped around her ankles. Miss Palmer. She hesitated, and the two men looked her over, but what the heck? She knew she was a good-looking woman in her tight jeans and a t-shirt, showing off her bulging breasts. Confidently, she walked over to the bar and sat down next to the only customer.He turned to face her - a stout, muscular man with a dark, intense gaze. There was an air of brutality about him that kind of turned her on. The tall, skinny bartender, on the other hand, she couldn't quite figure out. He seemed somewhat detached,.