I started to jerk it slowly up and down. He started undoing my pants and took out mine, and we stood there jerking eachother off in the dark wooded ar...a behind the rest stop. I took out my phone and started video taping it, which he didn't seem to mind. He suddenly dropped to his knees and took my dick in his mouth. He started pumping the shaft while sucking the tip, and playing with the balls. The part that through me over the edge was when he reached back behind me and started rubbing the. For maybe five minutes. What's the art in that? No value added.' Carl and I have this conceit that art has to "add value' to reality. It's our 'economic theory of art' or maybe our 'theory of economic art' — we've never raised it above a gag."You're right. Perhaps it's just a passing idea. But, I really think there's an opportunity there for something new. A beautiful figure in stone is art. Why isn't a beautiful figure in flesh art, too?'"Because we don't accept the results of fucking as. 5 inch lund khara ho gaya main ney pent key neechey under wear nahi pehna huwa tha woh tirchi nigahon Se mere lun ko daikney lagi.main aahista aahista apney hath upper ley janey laga main ney aik hath aus ki shalwaar main daal dya aus ka jism full garm hoo chuka tha.mijhe achanak peshaap kerney jaana para jab main wapis aya to wo lait ker mere mobile per sms parh rahi thi main mooka daikh ker aus key chahrey ki taraf ghutney ke bal baith gaya aur ab mere honth aus ke galon ke bikul pass they. I and aunty sat very close to each other. She was feeling very happy and it showed in her behavior. She and the kids were there only for few more days and left to Mumbai.I and my parent and few other relatives dropped them at railway station. All were sad to see her leave and there were tears in her eyes when she said bye to my mother and the other relatives.She came to me and said goodbye. Asked me to study well and become a good man when I grow up and to take care of my parent when they are.