One day, when he appeared, I pulled up a big easy chair and sat down naked and spread my legs to show him my pussy. I stroked my pussy and rubbed my c...it, while he beat his meat. I really enjoyed our mutual show time. I would fuck myself with my cordless vibrating dildo and rub it on my clit and stroke my cunt with it. Let him see me pleasuring myself and coming, while he masterbated. Then my BF got into it with me. He would fuck me in the easy chair before the window, while Tom masterbated for. Of course, I knew I’d get to see Brother Maurus. And my goal was to somehow talk to him. Just to make sure the look in his eyes was legit. I was still a tad creeped out by his staring, but now that I had looked into those eyes I wanted to stare back at the temptation and put it in its place. I was not, I swear, actually considering fucking this man. I swear. No really I wasn’t. That changed after evening prayers ended. I walked back to my dorm slowly, upset that I had not gotten to talk to the. Mai sochta raha ki kaash in dono ko chodne ka mauka mil jaye to maja aa jaega. Thodi der baad mai bhi chachi ke room me chala gaya. Darwaje tak pahucha to kuch awaaz suni. Wo awaaz bhua ki thi. Wo bol rahi thi,”ahhhhh!! Anita bahot din ho gaye chude hue.. Aaj control nahi ho raha hai”. Chachi boli,” sahi boli rahi hai tu poonam, chal ek kaam kar jo nakli rubber ke lund laayi hai wo nikal na”. Mai key hole me se dekhne laga. Chachi ne khade hokar apni kameez utari fir salwaar utari. Bhua bhi. So, did Jan. On our second date of the week I decided to share how Jan looked to me.“How many times have you been asked out in the last year,” I asked.“A couple. Three or four times, maybe. Maybe more than that. None of them interested me and I don’t really know. Why?”“I was expecting a higher number. It should be a higher number. Significantly higher.”“You think so, huh?”“Very definitely. And I’ll tell you why, if you like.”“That sounds like a fun conversation. Do tell.”“Men are visual.