Whilst I had lots of friends growing up my favourite memories are filled by my best friend, Ian. I think I always liked him more than just as a friend...and was proven correct one hot and steamy night. My favourite story is when we were both 19 years of age and is one that I will remember forever.Ian and I went everywhere together and done everything together. We had seen each other naked on lots of occasions and he had a lovely thick cock with curly blonde pubic hair that served only to make his. Silver and pearl was her tail, and the green weeds of the sea coiled round it; and like sea-shells were her ears, and her lips were like sea-coral. The cold waves dashed over her cold breasts, and the salt glistened upon her eyelids. So beautiful was she that when the young Fisherman saw her he was filled with wonder, and he put out his hand and drew the net close to him, and leaning over the side he clasped her in his arms. And when he touched her, she gave a cry like a startled sea-gull, and. I want you to stay as you are. Let me shower and change and well go down to dinner. I started removing my shirt and headed for the bathroom. In the doorway I turned, Why dont you go on down to the bar and get the drinks in, Ill only be a few minutes? A sudden shocked expression appeared on her face, I, I dont know if I can do that! Sure y can — mines a glass or merlot. I closed the bathroom door. It went downhill then. Firstly, I had a fight with the shower controls, as I couldnt get the right. Suddenly one day a girl came to study maths she was my classmate renu now i lost some freedom.I get seetha alone in 4 days and for 3 alternate days there will be that girl also.On maths classes we sat on both side of mi teacher and i used to touch her boobs with mi elbow strongly.Usually she wears nighty, that was a rainy season.Somehow i wanted to fuck her.Then i got an idea i sat on the floor placing book on the bed and while writing i slowly touched her feet with mi left hand.There was no.