But I have never see or heard the other way round.Since it was internet I thought anything is possible including the thing that this “renuka” migh... even turn out to be man pretending to be a woman. It is always easier to assume the worst when it comes to internet. But I thought ok lets continue the conversation via email as long as it is amusing after that I will end it. As an author we are always interested in real life stories, no author likes to participate in anyone’s fantasy.So the. His finger were touching my face lips cheeks and suddenly he planted the kiss on my cheeks and then on my lips..And after that he parted away from me and was just holding my hand (may be he was waiting for my signal)..I don’t know what all happen in sudden and I start kissing him back..And that kiss ended in 10 minutes smooch…And during smooch he was rubbing my back and was playing with my hair.. I wanted him to stop, I wanted us to stop…But don’t know what attraction was there in his arm, in. I had always been curious about men, and I wanted to see and feel his hard cock and balls. We kept our voices low, so as not to be heard by our families, hopefully asleep inside the house. He told me about visiting porn shops and buying a butt plug (clue no 1) and cock rings, and vibrators to masturbate with.I relayed some of my experiments with toys, but didn’t mention that I have been fascinated with cock all my life.I had such a strong urge to move over to him and engage him in some form of. Sandy was helping me, feeding me names as women came up to me, like a brilliant aide to an unctuous politician. The irony was: this was a skill I would need to master to succeed in my hoped-for business. It was bad business not to ‘remember’ who somebody was or who they were related to or what they did or what they espoused. I didn’t have to agree, but it was essential that I remember. There was another amusing irony. There was one politician whose skills in these areas were legendary and those.