There was also a steam room and a sauna, and it was not long before we were all naked and enjoying the heady atmosphere that the steam room offered. I... was quite misty and as I sat there I felt someone reaching out for my cock, and taking it into their mouth. As I reached down, I felt those perfect, made just for him, breasts that Gary had, and I wondered what his cock would be like.A beautiful chick with a dick had been one of my fantasies for some time after hearing some of the lads on board. . He smirks, spits in his hand, and cups my shrunken balls. His strong hand easily palms them and works the warm spittle into the cold balls. Spitting in his other hand, he grabs my manhood by the base, yanking it towards him. Surprised, I take a step forward so he can get a better grip. I suddenly feel weak as his powerful hands engulf my cock and balls. "Go!" I fumble, trying to regain my thoughts, trying to get my other hand on him but his arms are in the way. He's so. Sadness would usually follow after the end of any relation. Unless it was a bad relation to begin with then the ending would be a breath of fresh air. Can two hearts grow farther apart over time that easily? Would I become sick of every other habit she has? Would she be sick of my habits? Will there be something to come along that I find more important than her? Where and when do we give up on one another? I wish that I can find out how many elderly couples are actually happy with who they have. “Happy birthday, sweetie pie, may God bless you”, and she kissed him on the forehead.After they separated, “So what were you saying, dear?”“Yes mom, I.. I was.. Yes, remembered. I was saying I remembered how you used to bathe me and thought if you could do it today as well.”“What!”, Rajashree exclaimed and then looking at Rahul’s scared face she started laughing.“So my little boy wants his mother to bathe him like back when he was a k**. Sure but you’ll have to wait. Let me just clean up this.