Jhanghal yaatra aakumbhol ranjit jhangale deepavalikk avarude santhoshathil panghu cheraan shenichu, vaikitu jhaanum abhi yum avarude veetile santhosh...am avante kundumbhavum chearnnu panghuvachu, varraan poakunna kaala raathrikalude bhaavana aalasyathil yuva midhunanghal adheeva santhoshathil aayi kazhinju. Avidennu jhanghal neare poayadh falnayilekk vazhikk pinki ye yum pick cheydhu; abhi yodothu caril kayariya aa khaamini rambhayo thilothamayo aarrayirunnalum super hit aayirunnu. Munn seattil. .and the floor is just horrible! Do you think you can help me out?" It said on my phone machine. Oh, I'll help you out all right. I thought.So I went over on a Saturday morning, not too early and Betty was there to greet me. She was wearing pink shorts and a black Madonna tee shirt. And looking pretty good I might add. Like a lot of women who get divorced, she'd managed to shed the 15 pounds she needed to possibly attract a man. Her apple sized tits jiggled sensuously beneath that tee. It was coming. I grabbed her neck and started choking her as she started to really hammer up and down on my cock. Then we both let out a loud grown, came together, and she collapsed right on my chest. Eventually rolling off of me and drifting off to sleep, naked as the day she was born. I soon followed suit.A couple of weeks past, nothing really out of the ordinary for my life. Work, Drinks with clients, fuck my wife repeat, but oh boy was that about to change. It was a Tuesday afternoon. I. I can even squirt when I finger myself off now too. Sometimes I take a rabbit vibe and let it tickle my clit off until I scream out in horny pleasure squirting my hot cream all over my sheets. My tits have gotten so big that I can reach my nipples into my mouth and taste my own pre-milk as well. That really gets me amazingly hot and turned on and only serves to make me gush more and more. I had officially become a nymphomaniac and truly insatiable. I finished toying with my cunt and sucking on.