It was the same story every time. We would bullshit for a few minutes while watching T.V, then I would just casually pop the question “You want to?�...� and he would look at me and smile and say “yeah!”, and we would dart upstairs into his bedroom. In the bedroom we would strip down to nothing but our socks in about 2.3 seconds, both cocks already rock hard. We were both in the beginning stages of puberty (could cum, had minor pubic hair, etc…). I have a very thick dick, but average length,. She was happy to listen that and we planned to arrive to a hill station the next day. Here I lied to my mom that I was going with my friends to goa and there she lied saying she had to attend a marriage function on a hill station. I was too excited the whole day and at night I packed my bag and in that excitement I masturbated twice or thrice. The day begun and I was all set and went to next street where sneha would be waiting for me in the car. I sat in the car and she drove on the highway as. The smells of fresh hay and horse were a delight to the senses after so long absent. In the last stall the head that popped up was human. Billy."Oh. Hey there Cleo. What can I do for you?" Hiya sexy. I need a couple of horses and tack. I wanna take my friend here, Kat, around and show the place off."At that Billy exited the stall and stood before us. Clearly he was sizing me up as he took in everything about me. While he studied me, I couldn't help but study him. Booted toes Long legs, lean. And where had all that fidelity and faithfulness got me? A series of shitty relationships with shitty men who manipulated and used me.I began filling my Kindle with classic French erotica written in the demi-monde between the end of the Renaissance and the revolution that would soon sweep away the ancien regime. Very little of the material involved masqued balls but quite a lot became my waking dreams. These usually occurred during office meetings. One moment, my mind would be focused on the.