No problem!” finally I surrendered but I think Ruchi was intended to speak to me and she uttered in disappointment “nothing….it’s just that he...is bored from me” “well…I think it’s not a matter…I mean what is the main problem…his work culture?”I spoke what I could guess but unexpectedly her eyes got dewed a bit and she ignored looking at me and cleaned her tears, for a fraction I went silent and thought about closing this matter by changing the subject but I was restless and eager to know more. Soniya umm.Mahhhh.Jjann dheere….Siiiii…ki awaj nikal rahi thi.Phir maine apne lund ko Soniya ki gand par rakha.Soniya boli dheere karna maine bina sune hi uski gand mein jhatka mara aur lund Soniya ki gand mein daal diya. Soniya uuuiii maaa ki awaj ke sath mera lund apni gand mein le liya. Phir main Soniya ki gand mein dhakee marne lag gaya.Soniya bhi achi wife ki tarah chud rahi thi. Phir main aur Soniya missionary position mein aa gaye.Soniya ne apni tange choti kar li aur apni gand ka ched. "I don't think so," Laura retorted. "I think you want to feel a cock upyour ass. And the pantyhose? I think you like to wear women's underwear.Are you wearing panties now, Chris? I also saw you come out of the arcadein the back. What do you do back there? Do you get on your knees and openyour mouth wide so the old men can slide their cocks down your throat? Doyou bend over the chair in the booth and let them undo your pants andslowly slide your panties off your ass and then let them fuck you. One Thursday night, I was in a frisky kind of mood so I headed up the local pick up bar "Borderline". Fellas when I say "pick up bar" this place was a fucking meat market, wall to wall white pussy. The weekends were hell, you could see the line around the block of young babes trying to get inside. Well Thursday nights were a little different, the crowd was much older and the mood was very mellow. This particular evening I was dressed very casual, I wore a pair of nice slacks, a button down.