"Sorry I didn't call sooner. I have to be careful. Dying to see you, Laura. Can you meet me tomorrow after school at... you know, where we met before?...I know it's hard to get off work. I'll be there about four, if you can make it." Then her voice dropped to a full whisper. "Laura, I dig you, I really dig you, I need to see you." Then back up again. "Okay, then. Bye."Laura realized, as she rewound the tape to listen to it again, that her heart was racing and pounding. She was so excited, her. I hugged her kissed her in front of Kabir she also kissed me. Then I came out.Kabir came along with me as if he wants to sure that I am leaving his house. I sat in my car left the place. Now the biggest problem I had to wear to park my car soon I saw the closed shop I parked my car outside, this place was perhaps 200 meters from Kabir’s house.After that I started walking towards Kabir’s house the street had a deserted look. After reaching Kabir’s house now I have to make an entry into the house. Between kissing her and nuzzling those wonderful young breasts I was reminded of just how little a man really loses over the years when it comes to the core matrix of life locked-up in those wonderfully enduring strands of DNA. This is not to say that he is the CEO of any sexual encounter – far from it. The fact is, his contribution in both materials and work-done is minimal if the truth be known. In our case that night however, I can tell you without a word of a lie, what came to pass in that. The side angle of the camera meant that I couldn’t exactly see where either Chris or Rocco’s large cocks were. After all, this was real life, not some carefully posed porno flick with cocks and orifices in glorious and unambiguous High Def. But from the look on my wife’s face, I was pretty sure they were both deeply embedded in Jill’s sweet body. We weren’t regular porn watchers, but over the years Jill and I had watched scenes like this a few times on the internet. Dredging up these old.