Adke priya “kamada vichara bandaga nin thunne iddakkiddanthe iron rod thara gatti aguthe” andlu.Hwda hagagutha antha udgara thegeda.howdu test mad...la endu aake avna kayyanu avla mole melittukondalu.nimgondu vishaya helale illa priya nodalu tellagiddaru avla mole galu matra dappa iddavu. Nam classnalli avlu entry kotre saku boys ella avla molegalna jollu surskotha nodthidvu.Nanu agaga avlu malgiddaga avla molegalanna hichuki maja thagothidde. Antha priyana molegala mele kai iduthidda hage avna. The negative side should be obvious and flows directly from the positive. Still, the s**ttered moments of sheer exhilaration should not be denigrated. One morning of a trip, a friend called me early knowing that often I’m a very early riser. We long had enjoyed calling each other in part for the scratching of an itch not readily susceptible of amelioration otherwise. She could be most accomodating like the time I called when she was in bed between fucks, proceeded to recount for me in. Well this story is about one of the many times I FORGOT to tell Wendy about an appointment and it turned into something really exciting for all involved.Wendy and I are a Stag and Vixen couple. If you don’t know what that means I’ll try to explain it briefly. I love Wendy with all my heart and she knows it. It’s an overwhelming and all consuming love I have for her. I wouldn’t deny her anything that makes her happy or brings her joy. That means anything! Wendy and I are totally devoted to each. No words were said, as I guided his fingers to the opening of my pussy. He was quite clumsy and obviously in-experienced, but he finally managed to work two fingers into my opening, which gave a little squelch.A little sigh of pleasure escaped my lips, as he gently began to work back and forth, finger-fucking me right there on the desk. He hoisted my skirt up around my waist as he became bolder, and continued to work away at my pussy. "Does that feel good Jem?" I half said and half gasped. .