Right now I wanted to fuck her. My cock said so, my mind said so. But I still had some wits about me."I understand. Take the lead and tie it to a bed ...eg. Then uncuff me. That should give you time to get out of the door."Slowly, I saw the sense of my proposal sink in. She looked towards the base of the bed and tugged me to it. I had to get on the floor for her to fasten the chain around the leg. Then she stood above me. As I looked up at her I saw the most delightful sight. From this angle her. I went to her and I asked where are you coming from,whats your husband doing…Etc.. We became friends..Gradually we shared our phone numbers and started to chat in whatsapp.. But we dont call. I dont know why we dont call.. ( I dont like my voice) we chatted and shared many things through whatsapp… We became very close..We started going together to the stadium. I used to pick her in my bike..While returning we both will be sweat . I loved her sweat fragrance.. That made my dick rise ;)One day. I love you Sir. I love your cock. I love everything about you Sir. I am so grateful?? the fag uttered before James cut him off. ?Shut the fuck up, I’m not here to talk,? James said. ?Is this my money?? he asked, pointing to an open briefcase stacked with twenty dollar bills. ?Yes Sir! $10,000 and a $2,000 tip, Sir!? the fag exclaimed. James was satisfied. ?Well, let’s get this over with,? he said, hauling his big dick and balls out through the zipper of his jeans. The fag’s. Maine kaha ies kitab mai to bahut kuch likha jhai,yee bur kya hota hai?Or chuchiyo ka kya matlab hai?Mine kaha mai sab batat hu lekin kisi ko kuch mat batana to wo man gaye,abhi bhi mere lund uske hath mai hee tha,maine uske gulab se najuk hoto ko chumne laga wo ab dhire-dhire gram ho rahi thi,or mere lund ko jor-jor se.Hila rahi thi,mai uske chuchiyo ko upar se he dhire-dhire maslne laga,wo ahh uhh kar rahi thi,uski chuchiya santre jiese thi,mai unhe ek-ek karke masal raha tha,ab use bhi maja.