(thakkali,kezhangu,vengayam, murungaka, eludhiko da)Me : intentionally asked her how would drumstick look like (murungaka epdi irukum anni?)She : foun...d my intentions and with naughty smile she said ‘it’ll be big and long kanna (adhu nelama perusa irukum da)Me : oh do show me when we get there ( anga poi enaku epdi irukum nu kaaminga)She : you have to show me your drumstick first ( she was meaning my cock) (nee modhala kaami da unoda murungaka va)Me: definitely I will show you and even let you. With a sigh of relief, he slowly pulled back out and pulled hispants back up. I was a mess. My mascara had run from my crying, my eyeswere red and puffy. My butt hurt and I had his stuff starting to drip outall over me. He just handed me a tissue and told me to make sure I didn'tmess up his car. With a shaky hand, I found my purse and took out themaxi pad I carried. It was a good thing I did have it. What he had notrealized was that while he was thrusting into me, he ripped me and causedme to. Over the next few weeks I went back to the gloryhole after work every Tuesday and Wednesday, went into one of the cubicles and changed into my sports gear. A few times there was someone in the other cubicle masturbating but nothing more than that. I started to wonder whether I had missed my chance, I needn't have worried.It must have been my tenth visit, I walked in and went past a couple of guys stood at the trough and headed towards the cubicles, both were free this time but as i went into. Nathan was, and as he examined her on his doorstep he couldn’t help it. His cock twitched. This was a bitch just begging to be used. He invited her in. By now, he knew the drill. He had seen her and Delia interact often enough to know Leila was here for some sympathy and she didn’t care how she got it, from whom she got it, or the price she’d have to pay for it. He invited her to the sofa. “What’s wrong, girl. You look like you’ve had a bad day. Wanna tell me about it?” She unloaded, without.