Once home, she plugged in a bag of nutrient fluid. Today, to celebrate the day, not a grey mass as usual, but a bright red one. Ten times as expensive..., but contained no other ingredients except a few dyes. Luckily you couldn't taste it. It contained mainly corn porridge and a few vegetables as well as shredded chicken and fruit. It did not matter in terms of taste, as everything went through the stomach tube. Much healthier than natural food, as it did not contain more calories than it needed. .he stopped sucking, and asked me to b on knees on bed… he got up and kept his cock in front of my lips ..and pushed it inside..” he said” njan kaanicha pole chappedaa…i obeyed him..he kept on saying some sexy dialogues…da..valichu kudikkedaa ente kunnaa…hmmmm…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……………ohhhhhhhhh……………enete ente unda nakkedaaa……….muzhuvan vayil iittu nakkedaaa….i obeyed him…then he went to my bathroom and took some oil and applied on his cock and my asshole..and statred fingering…he said” ninte back. The images in my mind were like a movie show of her letting strange men use her body.We used to go out dancing once or twice a week to a local hall. She loved to dance. Whenever she had had too much to drink she would get all romantic on the dance floor, resting her head on my shoulder whilst I discretely felt her up. She really loved that.We went on vacation and we were having a wonderful time at the beach and sightseeing when she reminded me that we hadn't been dancing for weeks. I asked at. She rhythmically tapped her nails on the back of thephone whilst it rang, waiting for an answer."Hello." She said, "Is that Terry? Oh, hello Terry it's Debbie here,remember me, we met in the Red Lion last night, I was there with mysister Tracy and our cousin Marilyn." Oh, hello Debbie, yes, Marilyn seemed quite... um... nice," repliedTerry, reflecting on his under the table experience, "So, how come you'recalling me, Debbie?" Yes, well it's like this: Marilyn really liked you and she wondered.