Or maybe they were like us: sexual adventurers insearch of the next escapade!The only way to find out was to go visit them, but we wereinvited for dri...ks at 5:00. It was only 11:00, so we had towait six hours. It was tempting to roll into bed (or someother part of the house) to continue our romps, but weapplied a good measure of self-discipline and "saved"ourselves for this evening. Not that we were absolutelychaste; as we ate showered, ate lunch, and went about ourday, we both engaged in quick. The room is available to the tenants 24/7, so I decided on a late night excursion to minimize the chance of accidental discovery. I chickened out on Tuesday night, but Wednesday night (Thursday morning, really), dressed in only hiking shorts, T-shirt and a pair of Vans, I descended the stairs to do the deed.I was nervous as I slipped into the laundry room—unoccupied—but the idea of what I was about to do had me hard as a rock. When I was younger, I got a big thrill out of masturbating in. “Ab bol. Main kutta hun na,” Verma Ji ne kaha.“Nahi Verma Ji. Sorry, aap kutte nahi hai,” maine rote hue kaha.“Chal ab rona baand kar aur ghar ja. Ek hafta aaram karle. Teri gaand sahi ho jayegi,” Verma Ji bole. Maine sar hilake haan kardi. “Aur sunn, agle hafte apne saath apni badi nanand ko bhi leke aana. Dekhe toh woh kaisi maal bani hai,” Jab main darwze pe thi tab unhone kaha aur zor se hasne lage.Unke hukum ke mutabik, thik ek hafte baad, main aur meri badi nanand Anjali unke ghar pe. This incident happened when I was doing my final year ug….the sex angels name is Cynthia who also lives in Chennai and 3 years elder than me were she and my friend were going for some class for foreign course . To explain about her she is about 30-24-34 but little short in height with a sexy skin tone. She was my rajesh’s friend, he is the one who brought that angel into my life.Let’s come to the story my friend rajesh introduced her to me in a coffee shop while they are having some.