God his hair is so smooth and soft. I wonder how HIS hair feels like, its much more longer but it looks so nice. He teases me even more by just kissin...g and running his tongue in my inner thighs. Finally when his lips and tongue meet my clit I start to grind against his nose. Again He comes into my mind and I just imagine its HIM I'm with. That it is HIS tongue inside my pussy, that its HIM eating me out. That is HIS tongue exploring everything that HE can. My breathing accelerates and my. After that, her uncle (father’s brother) Sukumaran looks after her family matters. Saritha is a dancer too. This incident happened in 2001, when she was 16.that time, she got an opportunity to perform in a programme linked with onam celebrations at Trivandrum.Eventhough there are not much money to reach Trivandrum, and her mother asked Sukumaran for help. He assured that he will give enough money and can join with Saritha in her long journey. Programme committee informed Saritha to reach there. Her mouth was filled with a rubber coated metal ring gag that prevented her from closing her mouth but prevented any noise louder than a moan to escape her lips. The only thing that did escape her lips was a constant small stream of drool that flowed over her glossy fire truck red lips and dripped from her chin as she was bent over at the hip. Her arms were securely tied to her corset making her hands useless. Her legs were straight with her feet tied to the floor with a series of leather. ..” she extracted the vial from her pocket and poured the milky white substance into the spoon “ ... will make you feel much better.”There it was. That was as good as Jessica could possibly bait the hook. As she turned to the withering old woman in her bed, a groaning pang of thirst gnawed at Helen’s stomach. She gazed at the spoon with crazed eyes, temptation clearly written on her face.“It’s just one spoon. Think of it as medicine.”Jessica ducked down and presented it to her. She began moving.