They were as good as new and I took a deep breath feeling the clean air filling my lungs as I slowly exhaled. The wonders of Forty-first-century medic...ne. We can rebuild him. We have the technology. It was one thing being as good as new but I would always be a man out of time. That would never change and I didn't want it to. I had been born in the Twentieth century and was only living the rest of my life in the Forty-first. Remembering who I was in my first life was something I never wanted to. Athu enaku romba matcha irunthichu. Avar enai pathathum asanthu poidar. Avarukaka nan net saree a hang pani uduthen. Blouse munuku pallu la enoda cleavage nalla theriuthu. Apram enoda naval um kooda nalla cleara theriuthu. Avar enai patha udana smile panar. Nan sareeku pin panala. Apidiye poi kunichu ninu book a eduthen. Enoda saree vilunthidichu. Avara nan pakum pothu avar enoda cleavage a pathidu irunthar. Enai pathu sirichar. Nanum smile panen. Avar okaya endu kekira pola thalai aadinar.. He couldn't keep his hands from Amanda's body and her excited flesh. He caressed all over her back and slowly moved down to the edge of her small panties, wondering if he should go lower. There was no way that he wanted to ruin his love with Amanda. He gave her a small kiss on her forehead and pulled away.'Would you like a glass of wine?' he asked pouring her a glass and turned to see his young daughter staring at his swollen cock. 'I'm sorry baby, ' he said with a red face, trying to cover it. It is steamy but we can have a good look..He has perfect arse. Round and smooth ‘bubble butt’ and looks lovely. Nice flat tummy and lean muscular frame. He is smooth all over and shaved head short too with blonde hair. He gets out to dress and I catch a glimpse of his cock as he pulls his boixers up over his thighs and drops his towel. He had a nice tuft of light public hair on a smallish cock. Maybe 2 inches because it was soft and flaccid and jus out of shower. We go out and come back late..