" That's not my . . . oh shit . . . not my biggest concern, you prick! I'd like to know why . . . Mmm . . . you've got your hand down my pants!" I rea...hed down and grabbed his wrist but couldn't pull it away from my throbbing member, not that I really wanted to either. Holy crap did that feel great!He licked and nibbled right below my ear and I whimpered. Oh, that was a good spot. He laughed a low, deep laugh. "Like that do you?" This has to be the most twisted thing you've ever done to me.". The door opened and Martin introduced himself as he invited us in. He was very friendly and dressed almost identically to me, I noticed Dee grin when she too noticed how we were dressed. Martin is about my height with a muscular body and he had shaved his hair so that he looked like the stereotypical drill sergeant. We were shown through their immaculate house to the garden where Crystal was sitting reading a book. She was wearing a colorful wrap but I wasn’t sure what she was wearing. .. small, but cute she said!" Fuck off!" he scoffed, "She probably wants me now! --I'd fuck her, ya know, and like ... you'd never find out about it!" he boasted. "Or maybe she'd want a three way and..." Trust me," I laughed, "the only thing she wants you and me to do together is keep our fucking clothes on around each other from now on!"Sean smirked and giggled, "Like that's going to happen." he then appeared serious, "Are you in shit now? --I mean, see didn't see anything ... really." A boned. .but sorry, I love it..isliye puchta hu..pls tell me na..kon sa color hai..Mom: bhup badmash..its orange today..but kya maza aata hai isme..why do you want to know the colour?Me: hmm..orange..good..are mujhe fascination hai bahut..If i be honest, I love to imagine you wearing them.Mom: Again you have started, fir chalu tumhara voh sab faltu baat.Me: No seriously, I cannot control myself.Mom: Hmm..why so..what do you like in them..Me: I dint know..merely the fact that tumne vo pehna tha, just.