A small low sigh escaped our waitress as she now had an unobstructed view of Glenda’s tits and in the fleeting moment that our eyes made contact I c...ould see her desire and answered it with a smile and a nod, totally unbeknownst to Glenda. With my seeming acceptance our waitress concentrated all her attentions on Glenda, who was now feeling the effects of her drinks. Let me state, Glenda is an easy drunk and after a third drink was becoming more relaxed. After a little coaxing from the waitress,. The other young man listened in shock, appearing terrified. "They do some kind of magic that paralyzes you as they move their mouth, and you actually want them to take your life." These two young men, no older than 18, had been brought up in a pseudo-religious community that placed the highest value on a man's sperm (and a woman's egg). Indeed, the living sperm within a male of the community was considered his "life", his reason for living. He was taught that he was simply a vessel for this. She is moaning and moving her hips, a real good sign that she’s enjoying my activities. I lick up over her clit, flicking my tongue over it several times. Her hips buck slightly. I look up at her and she is staring back at me with lustful eyes.I step up my game, licking and sucking her succulent womanhood. I probe her fuck-hole with my tongue and she purrs. Then I move back up to her clit and begin to write the alphabet over it with my tongue while I slide one of my large fingers inside of her.. There was no match between him and his wife. I used to see her in saree only and in festivals she always wore tradition kerala saree & loss hair which look perfect on her, but I never spoke to them.(To make long story short I have skip few things) One day my family surprisingly visited me at my apartment. But I had been out on some work. By the time I arrived at my apartment. I could see that my mom was having chat with Ramya that moment made me excited as I always wanted to fuck that mallu.