I said, around my gasps and other involuntary noises, "I don't see how you keep from coming, Bob. The pressure must be awful."He grinned weakly, "Yeh....I can feel every square millimeter inside you. When your sweet pussy clamps down and milks me, I have to concentrate on your pleasure or I'll lose it. I've probably spurted several times, so it keeps some of the pressure off."Remember, we have a unique system between us when we share sensations. I don't have to come to get my jollies -- your. I though of staying with some of my colleagues but then something urged me to take an independent house. I took a 1-bedroom house in Kormongla area. After some days I had to hire a maid as I was sometimes cooking at home and it was too difficult to wash the dishes and moreover with 14 hours in office and 1 hour on road I was failing to cleanup my house. Mine was a pigeon-box apartment; I went to next door aunty and asked her if she knows any maid. She was little apprehensive about sharing her. My orgasm rushed out of my pussy. I cried…”raghuuuuu … Aggggnm…I.. I am… Cummm.. Ahhhhh.ing.. . he said,”I know mom” I pulled him and he fell.on me and I’m kissing his lips as I’m going to die soon. He also responding softly. It was a massive orgasm than the last time I cummed. He was searching something. I asked,” raghu. Don’t keep me waiting now. I can’t control anymore. I tried to stand ..OMG… I can’t even stand properly after that massive orgasm. My legs were trembling. I was about to fell.. .I'm bisexual. ." I went on to say that I knew and that I was attracted to him but was unsure if we should and was nervous. Monty reassured me and made me feel better about what we were about to do, being my first time and all.I think back and laugh at how good he was at convincing me......don't regret it was too much fun. After a while of talking and reassuring and telling me it will be great it started.......He kissed me softly and his hand found its way under my shorts and began stroking.