.. I'm not convinced I'm thinking straight." Why's that?" I can still ... put your hand on the top here. Still feel it?" Oh, yeah, that's quite..." In...ense." Yeah." Oh. So Ellen, while you've been talking to me, you've been... distracted?" Not much." No?" No." God. So ... going to finish?" Not ... how can I now? You're..." Look at me, Ellen. I will if you will." No way." Come on." No." God, I can feel it now. It gets to you, doesn't it?" It sure gets to me. I've been tempted lots of times to. Hum sab dopahar me ek hi bistar par so jaate. Ek din sone se pehle mai ek book le aaya aur let kar pedhne laga ,puja meri bagal me aankh band kiye huwe leti thi mai kitaab ke kinare se usski chuchi ko saans ke saath uthte aur girte dekh raha tha ,mera lund itna zyada uttejit tha ki usme dard sa ho raha tha lekin kuchh karne ki himmat nahi nahi ho rahi thi.tabhi mere dimag me ek idea aaya aur mene kitaab ke kinare se uski chuchi dabani shuru ki taki usse shak na ho. Kitaab ke dabaav se hi mae. I was very happy and asked her to show me. She said, “You’ll have to meet me for that”.This line was the turning point in our story. She was pretty serious about meeting me and actually doing a BDSM session beyond these chat sessions.We started planning our meetup. I was in Pune and she was in Mumbai. We decided to meet midway in Lonawala.She booked a premium hotel room in Lonawala for the weekend. (We even discussed various other things, but this being a sex story, I won’t bore the readers. The plane seat as usual had numbed his legs and arse so bad he had no feeling at all. Getting through the checkouts was smooth and his luggage was first out, that was unusual usually his was always last.They had arranged to meet in the airport in a bar and after talking almost daily for 6 months he was surprisingly still nervous, the fact it was another guy was probably a key factor. The bar was busy and soon after he arrived, the place emptied almost due to a flight being called for LAX. After.