But only if I will please myself in the process. I eagerly comply and begin to lightly stroke myself as you lay on the floor in front of me. Your ...yes locked with mine as you slip it inside yourself for the first time. Then again. Making me watch you is such a turn on. And the same goes for you. Watching me touch myself is driving you crazy as well. I can hear you moaning under your breath. Trying to remain calm, but slowly loosing control. You can see the drops forming on my tip, and begin. Or so Shelly liked to say. She was giddy as she poured over scheduling reports and arranged for my fun.I think I still attended college because of how much of a thrill it was fucking girls and teachers. To just strut along through a bevy of hot girls who were all hot for my cock. It wasn't like I was learning anything any longer. I just got off on the high.Today, I was strolling with Lisa on my arm. She was two months pregnant. You couldn't tell, of course, but she had this glow about her as. I was sitting in the corner of the bar in the Hilton Four seasons, dinner was done and I was on my second glass of white wine soda spritzer. As ever a guy came over and offered me a drink. I did not want anymore, so I thanked him and said no."Do you mind if I sit with you!"I looked him up and down, mid fifties, full head of hair, greying, stocky without being too over weight, soft cheshire accent. I pulled the seat for him and he sat down. He had strong blue piercing eyes and as we talked. Responding to her words Raj increased his pace, trying to please her. “God, yes! Oh, oh, Bhagwan…zor se chod bhenchod!” she encouraged him, like the horny bitch.Just then I felt a hand pressing my arm. I was shocked. It was Priya Mami. She pulled me away from the fucking couple inside and guided me outside. “Rajesh, ye to roz ka kaam hai. Raj bahut kamina hai. Roz teri maa ko chodta hai. Main janti hoon vo bhenchod hai, bhen ko chodna issko achha lagta hai. Kai bar mujhe bhi bhen bol kar chodta.