I referred to them often during the day. As I mindlessly listened to the professor at the front of the room, my hand again began to write. Once again,...I included these words in my letter to Cindy that night. Precious. Precious are the moments that we share, Gentle is the touch that shows you care, Precious are the days we spend hand in hand, You always there to listen and understand, Precious are the nights with you by my side, Making all my fears go run and hide, Precious are the minutes,. "Five minutes, OK?" Spend your time," he told me. I guessed he meant to "take" my time, no true urgency, but he'd called and he didn't usually.I redoubled my pace."What?" I demanded as I burst into the study."Please review," he told me over the speaker. I went—well, ran, to be honest—around to see the laptop screen.It was a "breaking news" story on one of the on-line news services, something about a shoot-'em-up at some vacation spa. I almost said something to Spook when the dateline on the. I am a regular reader of ISS and today I am going to share a true story which happened with me about two months ago.Hi, Guys my name is rohaan ,I was born and brought up in Hyderabad, My age is 24 height 5’8 and I am lean and good looking. I had an urge for sex since my teenage but never got a chance, coming to the story it started when I was in 10+2 and we have business in more than one city, so after my final exams I went to Vijayawada with my father, we have restaurants in Vizag, Hyderabad. He told me to turn on my stomach and when I did he staddled my body with his ass on my shoulders facing down. His big hairy ass was almost in my face. He had taken off his bathrobe and I could feel his hairy legs and body on top of me. He forced his moist finger into my ass and gave me a good finger fucking before having me turn over. When I had turned over he was straddling me now facing me, his erect penis close to my face. Again I had to lick his finger clean as he worked his finger in.