Aval nakai sunniyil vaikum pozhuthu sugam vayiru vazhiyaaga en thalai varai sendrathu, aval porumaiyaaga en sunniyai sapida aarambithal, sunniyai muzh...umaiyaaga nakinal. Nakiya pin sunniyai vaaikul vittu porumaiyaaga munum pinum umba aarambithal. Haaaaaaaaa ena oru sugam, ithu varai naan ippadi oru umbalai paarthathe kidaiyathu.Aval vegamaga umbi irunthaalum sugam kuraivaaga thaan irunthu irukum, aanal ival unmaiyil miga sexiyaaga sunniyai umbi vital. En kotaiyil kai vaithu thadavi konde. I tell her that “I need to cum, make me cum!” I tell her to take her toy and show me how she uses it. “If I can watch you and rub this dick til I cum, then we can be done for today.” She lays back and takes her vibrator and turns it on and proceeds to slide it up and down her bald pussy slit. She closes her eyes and begins to grind and rotate her hips. When she happens to hit her clit, she moans and grinds into the bed. I am determined that she will be getting fucked today. I’ll let her really. I told her smiling at her antics. And by the way, you are no longer a whore, you might be my little slut but you are not a whore. Giggling, she pulled the panties out of her crotch and climbed up into the chair. Sitting there in that big chair she reminded me of Lilly Tomlin on Saturday Night Live many years ago. What would you like to drink? I asked her. Her smile faded and she looked at me if I were from outer space. We have juice, milk, soda and water. We only have water at home. She told. Wow, that had been close. Damn, now that was something that he hadn’t thought about it. Of course, he was going to fend off Aron’s attempts to ... oh, fuck, he could not even say it. Actually, he had just said it in his mind, the word starting with an f and ending with a k. Yeah, Aron would expect his husband to put out. That was going to be hard. No, not hard. He was not allowed to think of words like that. Hard was no longer in the dictionary. The word ‘fuck’ either. Only there to be used for.