From their grunts and moans it was clear that an explosion was very near and Senthil was the one to blow the lid first, as he was beginning to slow down, but my wife pulled him and took the full force of it to reach her climax. A common veranda was in between the two rooms and a stair case adjoining it. Desiporn Senthil told to my wife that he could close the door so as to prevent the mosquitos from entering the room. She did not say a word of protest our was shy to hear such talk from her husband, which indicated a seal of approval for me, to proceed.
