With a little bit of reluctance but with tremendous excitement I opened my fingers and cupped the sack. What a strange feeling it was. I was actually ...olding my brother’s balls in my little hand. It seemed so big and heavy and cold to the touch. “Squeeze very gently and feel the balls roll around inside, but be very gentle cause it will hurt if you squeeze too hard”. I did as he said and was amazed to feel the balls actually roll around in my hand. Moving my hand and fingers around a bit. I knew instantly when I went inside that I’d picked the wrong field, since there was a bunch of adult players, a coach and some other guys in there looking pretty pissed off about something. There were about fifteen or twenty guys in there, some in their team uniforms, some in towels, and others completely naked. When I was coming in I could hear them telling each other about how the local crowd was so rude, but it didn’t matter, because they’d kicked their asses anyway. They all went silent. Some incidents which happens in day time when I go to market or shopping excites me more. Men trying to continuously see my hip trying to get a glimpse of my navel, stand behind in the bus smelling me.. These all summed up and excited me. So that night thought of watching porn after my kids slept.Suddenly thought of doing sex chats. So created a fake profile… Entered my details correctly and uploaded some pic from net… Messages started flooding aunty, bhabhi, akka… !!Finally found a partner. She brought the towel around her head pushing back and forth. The perfect white was stained by a soft pink tone where her hair touched. She cringed at the stain. She had to assume anyone with the audacity to give their guests white towels must have bleach. She saw folded by the towels a white bathrobe of beautiful fluffy material. It had a soft letter embroidered on one side, a symbol for the hotel that Turquoise's contact owned. Jill drew the towel around her body mopping up the soft warm.