We pressed our naked flesh together.I felt myself being turned around so that my back and shoulders were against Laura's chest. Her fingers started pl...ying with my nipples, first just gently rubbing them, then tweaking them with her finger tips. This made me weak at the knees: Laura had taught me to enjoy the sensations of my nipples being played with.One hand left my nipple and slowly moved down my chest, over my stomach to the waist band of my shorts. I felt my stomach tense, almost. So I called and made an appointment. It was a little humiliating just setting the appointment up because the receptionist asked me what I would be seeing the doctor for and I choked a bit and finally mumbled something about "male issues". I have the embarrassing tendency to get a hardon when I am nervous, so there I was blushing with a little tiny tent pitched in my jeans. I got so horny thinking about having a big cock that I jerked off twice after getting off the phone.A couple of days later. Afterwards, he would let me ride his truck as he drove around. It was lot of fun to be playing and laughing with my uncle Alex.He stood almost five feet eight inches, very healthy, muscular and masculine looking and very fit and stout for his age of around 40—45. It was about 10 or so years back; when he fell on job and was badly hurt with some deep cuts and wounds mostly on his legs and arms. One of these healed wound scar was on his lower left arm which still looked scary because it was at. "Leave it here."She hesitated, but agreed. We got off the bus and asked the conductor who was standing at the door, where the toilet was. He pointed us in the direction and we went that way. I told Nisha, I was going to get some tea and to meet us there.I went to buy tea and in 10 minutes, Nisha returned. We sipped our tea in the dark. "Look at him staring." Nisha said. "Who?" "That guy from the bus."I looked to see and saw it was the rough looking guy from the bus. He was busy staring at.