" Tiffany" how old are you Tiffany? it seems pretty late for a girl like you to be walk home alone." " I'm fifteen" i answered. he gave me a question...ng stare.he pulled over. i assumed he was tired of driving. he laid his head back on the seat and closed his eyes. i loved his neck line. so manly. i looked at his body through his tight black t-shirt. his jeans were form fitted and looked nice on him. i seen something that i imagined wasn't supposed to be showing. a large tent was in the front. One that, when he revealed it, amazed me enough to actually drive my Porsche to a suburb of the city I live in.The place was a dive, small and dark - maybe I'm being too critical, it was three in the afternoon after all - a pub. There was three semi-trailers parked out in the large lot but I saw no one else except the weary-looking waitress here with us.A balding short fat man came in and immediately made his way toward me. "Mr. Gardener?"I stood and took his hand. "Doug Abbey."He nodded for. . she didn’t stop. After a minute more of her tortuous tickling, and despite my continued pleas and warnings to stop, I couldn’t hold back any longer and let an involuntary stream jet out.“There he blows!” quipped Mom unexpectedly. I gained control a bit too late and felt the remnants of the urine I’d ejaculated dripping down my shaft and balls. “I hadn’t seen him do that since he was a baby,” Mom cackled hysterically. I was so embarrassed at what they had just witnessed. The only consolation. Us din k baad jaise mere life mein ek hi mission tha, Sanju ki chut pe fateh karna. Kafi din tak mauka dhundta raha. Wo jab bhi ghar ka pochha lagati, apna saree ko kamar tak utha deti, isse uski gori gori jangh clear dikhti, usko yeh ehsaas to ho gaya tha ki mein uski harkato pe nazar rakh raha hun. Bus mauka nhn mil raha tha.Ek din aya jab mere semester exam chal rahethe. Akhir paper tha aur mere cousin sister ka shaadi thi. Ghar wale pehle nikal gaye the aur mujhe keh gaye the k exam khatam.