“Good night Shruti, I will meet you tomorrow,” I said to a very good friend of mine. Shruti’s husband is working abroad and held up. He couldn�...t return home due to the pandemic situation. It’s better for him to stay there rather than coming home anytime soon. Moreover, the possibilities of flying back looked slim. The distance between Shruti and her husband got me closer to her. I am their mutual friend, and they consider me as a family member. They got married against their. Once I got to be about nine or ten, I, like so many of us boys, really began to discover just how good it felt to rub on my penis. I had a piece of silken fabric that I treasured, washed carefully when needed which was pretty often, for its sole purpose was giving myself those wonderful feelings. I usually kept it in my pocket but was always careful to remove it when those pants went in the laundry hamper.I also jacked-off in the shower or in the bathroom using soap or one of the various body. Sarah wasn’t able to take much of Jacob but she certainly was trying. Jacob was breathing heavy. He bit his lip before speaking “Sarah… I’m… coming”. She’d pull off slightly and using both hands began to stroke his rough and fast, keeping her lips just over the tip as Jake began coming spurt after spurt of cum, filling her mouth quickly and drenching his member. She sucks on him for a few moments more before her pushed her off, his cock being too sensitive to handle the teasing. She’d sit up. We were both buzzed, so the seriousness of our conversation quickly turned to laughter and goofing off. Laughing at one of his stupid jokes, I leaned back to far and fell off the swing flat on my back. John jumped up and came to my aid, he sarcastically called me a dumb ass and reminded me swings don't have backs. I snapped back and called him an ass-hole as he helped me off the ground, I felt a flutter in my tummy when his hands wrapped around my arms. As soon as I stood up I slapped his arm.