.” I muttered, and turned around, still subtly pulling my T-shirt down to cover my crotch. She looked at me, pouting, but only slightly. “Don’t ...ake assumptions on what I do and don’t want.” she said. Then she put her arms around my neck, and pulled her body in close to mine. There she swayed back and forth, making me even harder. I looked down at her face to see that she was smirking. She knew exactly what she was doing to me. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of her closeness, when I. Let me show you. Try to keep the camera still."Brad got on his knees and opened Carl's pants. Yes. His dear friend was hard.That's what bothered all girls in the group: Carl was gay. He had no sexual interest on them. He was a great friend, very funny, a hell of a guy, but he never had any interest on fucking them. Now, that shouldn't be a problem, of course. A girl and a gay guy can, after all, be just friends.But it wasn't fair. Carl Fitzgerald had simply the biggest cock in that group. Eight. I am 33 years old, having average body with good energy to satisfy my bed partner. I am a regular reader of indiansexstories & this is my second story. I offer my thanks for the readers who read my first story ‘hot sex with moni’ and who were send their commends to my maid id I got this experience with my servant lady one year back. Her name is santhi and she was in her late thirties. She has whitish complex and her assets are her big boobs and little fat body. She seems attractive on most. I could not do anything.. I was stunned. I started sweating and the more seconds passed the more her hands stoke. I was getting hard. I was only with a running shorts and my erection could not be suppresssed. It was now hard and fir, while she genlty kept at it. One hand stirring and the other on my dick, yet still looking at the bar. I could not resist any longer. I lowered my hand and grabbed hers and slowly guide it through my undies. She was at it. Her thumb on my dickhead as I was feeling.