Usne muje bilkul bhi nahi roka, bas apni aakhe band karke soti rahi. Phir maine use ulti kar diMaine dekha ki uska badan uski kamar se bhi jyada chikn... hai aur phir main uske nange badan ko chumne lag gaya. Jald hi meri ling gilli ho gayi, meri sex karne ki shakti dum todne lag gayi aur main haafne lag gaya aur phir bistar par ulta let gaya.Woh meri taraf dekhne lag gayi aur samaj gayi ki ab use aur main nahi sataaunga. Usne sukun ki saas li aur apne kapde pahan liye, phir main bhi uth gaya.. Dan promised me that I would be happy with my ‘gift’. Twenty or so minutes after we had sat down, Dan interrupted our conversation with a look that cast my attention to the direction he was staring. Our mutual friend Rob was approaching. I turned to Dan, and he smiling knowing he he did good, judging from the look of excitement on my face. “Happy Birthday Leah,” Rob said as he leaned in for a hug before he sat down at the table. The three of us sat at the table a while, Rob tossing back a few. ‘How’s your wife, is she okay?’ Tony smiled happily at Bradley, and nodded his head. ‘Couldn’t be better Bradley.’ He got a twinkle in his clouded, old eyes, and leaned toward Bradley. Bradley tilted his head toward Tony, expecting to hear a great secret. He could smell Tony’s aftershave, a very vintage, musk scent like his grandfather used to wear. Tony spoke to him softly, his warm breath whispering over Bradley’s cheek. ‘Speaking of wives, you might want to check out the young lady across. Drooling, for example, is something a gooner might experience. I use to think about this one quite a bit and it was only after experiencing it that I understood. Not only do you become this experience with its hyper awareness of your cock: you actually become your cock. Your cock is you and you are your cock. You drool like your penis drools or, leaks, rather.I think it goes without saying that gooning is and of itself a thing, an umbrella term if you will, and that any of these below mentioned.