One guy said, shall I get the stuff? it was about 8.45 and he went down and came back with three bottles of some Indian local Rum, in a chubby bottle ...nd glasses and chases. They asked, do you drink? I said socially and we poured a drink and began talking. They started talking about all sorts of things. Work, business, politics, cricket and office girls etc. I just tried to hang in and enjoy the conversation, but it bored me. However I needed to have friends and went along, until I broke it up. Mom’s sister brushed her hand against my hard-on, kissed me, and then whispered in my ear how much I had grown.I had hardly gotten into bed when Mom’s sister came into my bedroom. She told me that she was on her way to the bathroom but that she just had to tell me how nice my cock had felt through my blue jeans. She also wanted a better feel of it if I wouldn’t mind. Of course I didn’t mind. She put her hand down under the covers and into my underwear to grab a hold of my bare cock. She then. Raat bdti gyi beer chadti gyi. Raat ke 2 bj rhe the use aane lgi tez nind usne mjhe bola tumhara ghr to compus ke paas he chalo chalte h mjhe sona h mene use bola nhi yhi rukte h kyuki subha 8 bje tumhara duet performance bhi h. Jese tese mene use samjhaya. Halaki mera mann to tha ghr jane ka kyuki kuch bhi kaho vo thi bohot sexy . Gol gol uski gand mote mote chuchhe. Nashe mai tha mnn ho ra tha bas kha jaau or abhi shuru ho jau kahi bhi uski jeans faad ke. Par kya karu subha performance thi to. A sudden cheer from you breaks me out of my admiration. I glance at the t.v. to see a Steeler running down the sideline into the endzone. I stand up and with a playful booty shake I do a little dance and take off my shirt to the cat calls from the couch. Eight plays later a Dolphin is dancing in the endzone. After more grumbling about the “useless bums” in the secondary on both our parts you stand up and move in front of me.“Well I guess if I’m going to lose our little game might as well.