. Before me sat a man in his 50s, although he looked slightly younger but with a hard life. Very slim and wearing black trousers and a grey shirt, his...trademark James Dean style hair and haunting eyes still there. Not even the slightest bit of stubble. He had very dark circles under his eyes. He was smoking rollies and drinking black coffee. His eyes latched on mine and my pussy tingled as I realised he was the same bloke Id been fantasising about for years. The room was quite big and that. He knew his other half was impulsive, keen to try new things when they struck his fancy. Perhaps this confusion was a by-product of a mild bit of envy for him, well, them really, to try on different roles? The Raven let his colleague parse through his thoughts at his own pace.“Are we to become ... involved?” he continued. There was a ruminating pause in the progression of ideas as the foreign concepts of evaluation, decision, intervention and then consequences were chewed and sifted through.. “I was suspicious. Most of my interactions with grown-up hadn’t turned out good…”“Turned out well.”“… turned out well, so I asked him what he had in mind, thinking he wanted to fuck me. But he was on the level. He told me I could sleep in a room at the back of the store, work for him during the day, and he would feed me and look after me. “Why would you do that for me?’ I asked him. “He just looked at me, then said, ‘I’m a widower, I live alone, and I had it rough as a kid. If you’re honest. Phir jab mai malish karne laga tou aunty boli: ruko kahin shalwar ko daag na lag jaye unhoon ne apni shalwar bhi uttar di abb woh sirf brazer main he mere samne lete thi. Un ki safaid gand dekh kar mai kafi mood me aaa gaya. Phir mai malish karne laga kuch 25 min ki malish ke baad maine dekha ke aunty soo gaye hai magar mere lun paint main jag gaya aur tun hoo gaya aur size 7″ inch lamba aur 2.5″ inch mota ho gaya tha. Mai socha kiyon naa aunty ke sone ka faida utthaya jaye aur un ki gand mari.