I took the slim-line dildo out of the package and hid the jelly dong under my bed. I wouldn’t need that for now, according to Mark. This was because... at first, I needed to learn how to get accustomed to the length. Later on, I’d need to practice on the girth.I thought about the extra tips Mark had given me:1: lube that dildo up!2: always swallow when taking a cock down your throat, especially with the bottom part of your tongue. A ‘hungry throat’, he called it.3: Practice holding your breath.. I then started talking to her and at the same time doing that same thing. Later she went home and I was just masturbating and feeling horny. The next morning she called me up by mobile and said may I know why were rubbing your cock through her ass. I didn’t know what to say so I said im sorry for that .She said to me do you know im married I said yes. Do you know have children I said yes.Do you know I want to get fuked by she then later called me up to her house, when nobody was around I went. “My parents went away for the weekend,” she said, “I think I’ll have a party. A big loud party!”Ross nodded to her and turned back toward the street as one of the neighbors pulled up in the driveway across the street. Mrs. Murphy got out and waved to him. Ross waved back and she smiled as she grabbed two grocery bags out of the back seat. Then she walked into her house.“You never wave at me like that,” Sara whined.“You don’t do a lot to be friendly any time of day from what I can see,” he. Moreover, there was fear of the gardener who was guarding as trees were laden with fruits.We realized that being caught stealing fruits may result in some sticks on our hands, legs and warning not to do so in future. But I being caught ass fucking Haran under those trees could result in major embarrassment, to say the least. There was another reason that I dare not dare there to screw Haran. The gardener was around fifty years old from Bihar. In winter he would sit in the sun and oil his body.