In the parking area outside Rogan asked where I lived. After explaining, he asked if coffee at my place was in the offing. I politely replied that it ...ouldn’t be a problem.Driving home alone in my vehicle, however, I had a few second thoughts. He was fucking massive! ‘This guy will flatten me like a pancake if he gets on top of me,’ I ruminated.After a short drive, we eventually arrived at my place. As I got coffee on the go, he milled around my apartment making all the requisite sounds of. I had to really concentrate to keep from cumming too soon. I knew from the garage attic that she would take longer. She began rubbing all around her clitoris and then used her other hand to finger herself. She alternated between rubbing her whole vagina and her clitoris. Her breathing became ragged and her pelvis began to rise up and down in a bit of a rhythm. All this time she stared at my penis making a variety of sounds that told me she was definitely feeling very good. “Oh Michael, you’re. She wiped her tears and stood up, went to the kitchen to drink water.Me: So tell me Manasa, what is happening around here?Manasa (still sobbing): It is very complicated to explain. I will tell you once the right time comes.Me: What? That doesn’t make sense, I want answers now!!Manasa: I can’t tell you now and I want you to keep this a secret. Please.Me: Are you joking? You are neither telling me what is happening nor telling me who he is and on top of that, you want me to keep this a secret? Is. “Oh God Trent that was better than I could imagine. I love every minute of it”. Doggy cum was still leaking from her pussy and running down her thighs. “I think you need a shower sweetheart” I said “we can talk later”. She waddled off, holding the cum soaked towel between her legs. She was gone for about 15 minutes before she came back wearing a bathrobe. I was sitting in a lounge chair and she knelt in front of me. “Please don’t be upset with me darling” she said softly “I just felt I wanted.