Ganesh was quite angry but was also a little taken aback that Sowmya let him in so fast.He watched both sides of the street to see if any nosey people...around were watching. Finding no one he crossed over after waiting for 15 minutes and slipped into his house. He was wondering who this person was. He had never seen him or even Sowmya mentioned to him about anyone fitting the description.Anyway, he thought that soon he will find out. He used the spare key which he always carried and quietly. Before I go any further in my story I wanted to mention that I did have to make a trip to California on a brokerage deal. It was about a year after the divorce. On my flight over I thought how odd it would be if I ran into Marlene. Well, it didn't happen but I did have a rather odd experience.I ordered an escort for the night. Her name was Sherry and she was both smart and good-looking. I explained what was expected of her at the business dinner and she agreed that it wouldn't be a problem. In. ” “ Now get yourself hard,” she tells me. This is the part about the whole cyber thing I have never figured out. How do you jerk yourself off and type at the same time? I simply aim the camera to the correct angle and begin stroking my cock for her. “ Adjust your frame rate. Your hand is blurry. This is not the Indy 500. Slow down,” she remarks. Bitch has a sense of humor that is good. I tinker with the frame rate and resume the task at hand (no pun intended) my cock is now fully erect and I am. The spotlight picks me out I knew it would it is my turn to entertain the watchers, I sit on the high stool on the stage my legs apart, my shaven pussy glistening with a hint of my juices, I run my hands over my newly pierced nipples, they still hurt but pop up erect, I take a banana from a bowl, peel it slowly and pressit to my pussy, it slides in I can take it all in without breaking it slides out of me shiny with my juice it ease it in and out slowly, the watchers stand, the crowd watching.