Pundai parupil nakkai vaithu azhuthamaga sindinen, samayal seivathai niruthi vitu thalaiyai irukamaga serthu anaithu kondal. “Hmmm aha aha aha mm m ...aha aiyaa aha aha ” endru katharinal. Sumar 20 nimidangal pundaiyai azhamaga nakkikondu irunthen.Iruthiyil vinthai mugathil adithu thelithal, antha suvaiyana koothiyai nakki vitu satru kizhe kuniya vaithen. Pundai irandum azhagaga therinthathu, pinnal irunthu suniyai methuvaga eduthu koothiyil vitu azhuthinen. Ninda natgalaga sex seiyamal. I was house-sitting my next-door neighbor’s place and I invited my BFF to check the place out with me one night. There were all kinds of goodies in the house but the thing I was most interested in sharing was the liquor cabinet.I grabbed a couple of bottles of Coke, a bottle of rum, and poured my friend and I a nice stiff drink. We clinked glasses like the grown-ups do and then began guzzling our drinks. Before long, our glasses were empty, so I made us each another drink. Nearing the bottom of. I live in my flat (bought by my father) with my newly married wife, Supriti.Now Supriti is a very polite lady, 5’3 height but heavily built with huge melons. She belonged to a conservative Bengali family, so she always wore sarees. But I insisted she wears sleeveless blouses to show off her hugely shaped arms. She had sharp features and long hair but was a bit fat. Supriti was from Kolkata but shifted with me to Mumbai after marriage. Within a couple of months, she started becoming more. I had portrayed her as inexperienced but curious, and her friend as more worldly, someone who was learning what she liked. I hoped to God I was either correct in my characterization, or at least wrote it in a flattering way. Either way, I was sweating. I watched her face as she read it, trying to read her expressions. Seeing her blush as she read the 'good' parts was almost too much. I was just hoping for the best at this point, even though I had no idea what "the best" was. When she got to.