There was no match between him and his wife. I used to see her in saree only and in festivals she always wore tradition kerala saree & loss hair which...look perfect on her, but I never spoke to them.(To make long story short I have skip few things) One day my family surprisingly visited me at my apartment. But I had been out on some work. By the time I arrived at my apartment. I could see that my mom was having chat with Ramya that moment made me excited as I always wanted to fuck that mallu. One hundred and forty years, more or less, since the first time I fell in love. Yes, I still remember him, though he's far away in time and in space. As I am far away, in time and in space, from that girl who vowed to devote her life to the healing of illness and injuries, like the man I loved had dedicated himself. I've been in love many times, since then. In love, or just liking someone enough to want to spend a few of my years with him. Or, with her. One hundred and fifty years is enough. I lowered myself and as my cock touched her pubes she involuntarily burst out "OHH! OHH!!”, She was dry and my dick pressed and prodded her lips but could not gain an entrance into her even though I was quickly lubing her up with the pre-come oozing from my shaft. I prodded lower and could feel my cock settle into smooth flesh, but still, her dry organ would not accept my stiff shaft. It was unbeleviable! My cock was pressed against the warm pubes that had given me life! I was thrilled as I . His roommate is just the opposite, the only time he is naked is in the showers. Most of the guys on the floor change out of their clothes in the room outside the showers and quickly re-dress as they finish. There were a few other guys on the floor that lacked modesty as Jack did. As Jack went to the showers in the morning he would grab his shower kit and towel and walk naked from his room to the other end of the floor to the shower room. Jack enjoyed the reaction that the other guys had as they.