.aur ab mene Rahul kaha “aa, beth ja meri randi… tuje sair kara lau…” abhi vo betha hi tha ki ekdam se kadha ho gaya..mene zhatake se usaki ka...r pakad li aur bitha diya..mera pura loda usaki gand me! Vo chikha..”ahhhh no… ahhhh ahhhh , ohhhh!!!!!!!”Mene salim se kaha “ab chutiye, dekhane aaya hai kya, laga de usake muah me…” aur usane usaka loda rahul ke muah me diya…ahhhhh! I tell you bahot solid ass hai rahul ki..me zhatake pe dhakke de raha tha, aur rahul gand ko aage pche kar ke sath de. That afternoon God must have heard my pleas, a man appeared at the far end and started to walk along the cliffs edge to get closer to the oat and me.After fifteen minutes or so, he stood directly overhead looking down on my nakedness, and my wanton display of female masturbation, by then I was way past any sense of mortification or embarrassment, he was my fly caught in my web of neediness, as I turned my body to align with his eyesight, he was looking right between my thighs, and my hand. I assured him that Hank would mind and knew I liked the younger men. Then I asked him if he enjoyed what he saw the last time he was over when he caught me in my panties. He got abit shy but agreed he loved what he saw and hasn't stopped thinking about it. I right then and there knew he was in and wanted me. I then stood up off the bed in front of him and said "maybe you need to see it again" as I undid my bathrobe relieving my body to him. He was very taken by surprise but he couldn't get his. Before I get started I should give you some background information about myself. I had always considered myself straight and had been happily married for fifteen years before my wife and I drifted apart and divorced. While we were married I had wondered what wearing some of her heels would be like. Unfortunately my feet were too big and I couldn't wear them properly. I would also occasionally try on her sexy underwear and parade around the house when she wasn't home. After our divorce I found.