I asked him what he thought. He said it was redand seemed to open each time his cock touched it. I was nearing anorgasm from all the times his cock to...ched it.I stopped, and turned around to face him. My cock waved towards hisface. I said nothing, just took his cock and planted it at the openingof my ass, and dropped all my weight down. His pole rammed into my asslike a freight train, ripping the virginity away in less than aheartbeat. I could feel his pulse through his cock as it stretched. I came closer and started to massage his knees. His dhoti was now just at his knees. He continued drinking and looking at me. Amrendra was constantly making new drinks and giving to Naresh. He even offered me, but I refused.Naresh: Beti knees ke upar bhi thoda karo. mere thighs mein bhi kaafi pain hota hai.As I moved forward to massage his thighs.Naresh: arrey beti yahan nahin ho payega. Main bed par let jata hun. He went and lay on the bed. Now I was bending and massaging his thighs.Me:. As part of my therapy, I like to write about all my experiences, if to only take down some notes. I’ve been doing this for years and I usually spend the day after writing down everything I can remember about the encounter form the day/night before. At first, I didn’t know if I was going to share this experience and it took me almost a week before deciding that I would. As I have said previously, I am treating this story site as an open and public diary. And now, for the story…Part2:We laid in. ..whoa," was Saitama's only comment."Master, I..." Genos was cut off as the tip of the Machine King's bladefell out of the sky, slicing his arm off at the shoulder. He snapped hishead down at the severed limb and let out a frustrated groan. "Notagain!"Saiatam couldn't help but smile. "Hey man, considering what almosthappened, I'd be relieved. I thought you were done for."Genos found himself turning to glare at his master, but the cute girlyface he wore made it look like more of a spoilt pout. A.