She then went on to claim that while I was in the garden she was fingering herself when she heard a knock on the door, It was the postman asking for h...r to sign for a parcel,she then invited him into the hallway so she could sign the form. She went on to describe the postman as a stocky black man with a shaven head and when she bent down to retrieve the parcel noticed his rather large bulge, her bathrobe was very loose which exposed her breasts seemed to make his bulge bigger. She then said. Her pants and jodhpurs slid down behind my head and she wriggled forwardpulling them up, trapping me there between her legs, my mouth full ofher, my nose enclosed by her, my struggled breaths of her miasmic aroma."Suck me, make me happy girl."I heard her muffled guttural tones and she wriggled still closer onto mykiss, her engorged clitoris, large, penis like, between my open lips.Her hands gripped her pants as her arousal grew, pulling them tighterand tighter about my head, the material. Then her eyes went on the laptop bag and she opened that and asked me what does the cd contain i was shocked and i suddenly replied that those are movie cds.She asked me which movie i thought that if i will take some name of flop movies and she will left so i said chandni chowk to china and some English movies and the answer was like heart attack she wanted to see the movie .I was sweating and i removed the cd from laptop and inserted the cd she was having in her hand.I was just thinking that. Even just having me around in their living space must be really weird for them. Still, sometimes I think they're looking at me in a slightly sexual light, and I find it gratifying, however obvious it is that it's just a self-agrandizing fantasy.Gay though they may be (well, are), I do have ideas. Some are actual fantasies, some are just thoughts, while others are concepts to explore later. I want them to want me watching them, even if they don't touch me. Even if they don't acknowledge me,.