There you are! Damn, I love your smile. I open up your pictures and get lost in you. I love tracing your body with my eyes. I studied, as I often do, ...very inch of you. It's like I am hypnotized by your image. I find myself imagining you are here with me. I am kissing you, fondling you. I start tracing down your neck with my tongue. I move over your breasts and hard nipples. I want to spend all day exploring you body. Damn, I lost track of time, already running late. I have to leave you for now. ’ ‘You are kidding?’ ‘Max it’s a free meal and I’ll have them pay you for a delivery so it won’t be a loss.’ ‘When and where?’ I asked with a sigh. ‘I’ll get back with you,’ he replied then hung up. It was almost noon when Franklin Wilson called again. ‘Come on down the Banker’s Club. We will be there waiting.’ ‘What the hell are two punk kids and you doing at the Banker’s club?’ I asked. ‘I thought you had to have been a millionaire before the first world war to be a member of that club.’ ‘No. "Holy shit", she gasped as she took in the sight of my raging hard prick. She looked over her shoulder at her struggling husband, "This is what I've been missing? Look at it you bastard, this boy has a real cock!"I'm no expert on other guys, but looking at the pathetic little stub that poked out from his pubes, I knew that he was no match for my thick seven inches. She wrapped her fingers around my shaft and gave it a couple of strokes before the first bead of my precum bubbled up from my. Divakar gave me the sperm yesterday night and I kept in the freezer. He has gone for an urgent office work and won’t be back till evening. And I need your help to get me conceived’.For a moment, I was in heaven in dreaming that angel like Sangeeta was asking me to her and get her pregnant. Would any man in this world refuse Sangeeta’s such a request even if they are going to die in few minutes??Before I could say anything, Sangeeta continued (she gained her authoritive tone a little bit).