Main bola direct bedroom?Shaiba boli kiu masti nehi karni keya?Fir main bed pe behtha.And hum cold drink pine lage.Main to bas unke boobs dekhe hi ja ...aha tha.Ise dekh kar wo boli itna mat dekho.Pehle mujhe jo dekhni hay wo dikhao.Ye bolke shaiba aunty ne mujhe bed pe dhakel dia.And mera shirt and pant utarne lagi.Mere underware k upar se khade lund ko pakad lia aur boli waao.Ise to main kha jaungi.Fir unhone mera underware utar dia.Mera khada lund fatak se unke muh k saamne ageya.Usne lund ko. Hinson showed up with two other doctors, and was briefed by Rebecca on her concerns about my hematoma, and potential internal bleeding. He thoroughly examined the area, nodded at Rebecca and turned to the other two doctors. "We have a situation here. This young man has been through a lifetime's worth of injuries. That he's still alive is a testament to his strong constitution, and the everlasting devotion of his personal physician, Dr. Rebecca Temple.Doctors, I need you to organize everything. I smiled at him.I clicked my tongue.”I really like your cologne.It turns me on” I blushed and looked away.“TY Billie.I am happy that I turn you on” I tried to interrupt him “No your cologne smells fine.I did not mean…that you..turn me on..I am not like a gay or …”. He replied, ”Well do I turn you on? ..May I take off my shirt?”I said ”Yes and I think yes. Oh I dont know?”I looked at his well toned body. I imagined rubbing his chest and tummy.Then I flashed on what it would be like to put my. “Lay down on the bed” she said sternly. I did as ordered. “And under no circumstances are you to touch your cock. Or me!” The prospect of being used by this pretty blonde had put some kinky ideas in my head, my cock lying flat and stiff against my belly. I watched intently as she slowly peeled off her clothes. She was tall, blonde hair in a pixie haircut, thin, small breasts topped by puffy, pointed nipples. Her bush was trimmed only to the point of being invisible under a bathing suit, and,.