Putting his fingers in the waistband of my undies he pulled them down releasing me, he bent forward and kissed me, then rolled the condom on my shaft,...and lubed me up. He knelt up and unclipped his pants, pulled them down to his knees and knelt on the grass.Standing up I removed my jeans and positioned myself behind him, slipping his briefs down I ran my cock over his ass, he groaned. Edging in an inch at a time it wasn’t long before I was fucking him at a steady pace, he groaned with every. I felt out of place and didn't know how the outcome would be. By the way in retrospect, it reminds me of the blockbuster film romance „Pretty Woman” presented to the cinemagoers just a few years later. But I don't remember what happened in the film. In any case, he was sensitive and had to be rich. This was not difficult to guess with this great suite and the Rolls-Royce. Furthermore, he didn't seem to care much about money as he had not asked for my tariff. His appearance was Cosmopolitan, and. Balaram did not say anything but placed his hand around me and pulled me a little bit towards him. It was clear to me that he was very nervous and not sure if he could proceed further because he would get fired if I complained. I realized that I needed to put him at ease and I cuddled more into him and asked “Balaram, amake tomar bhalo lagena?” (don’t you like me?). Balaram could not hold himself any longer and held me in a tight embrace, kissed my cheek and said “tomake amaro khub bhalo lage. He walked closer to the screen and I could clearly see him now. His right hand was stroking his cock and his left hand was under his balls. He closed his eyes for a minute and just rubbed away. I looked around and realized that I was in a perfect spot to see him, and to pull out my cock with no neighbors in view. I opened up my fly and my cock strained against my underwear. I pulled down my tighty whities enough so that my cock broke free and popped up. it was covered in glistening precum.