A few weeks had past when we were out drinking with a friend of mine called Kumar it was getting late so we left the bar and headed to Shreya’s and ...y house to carry on partying. Time past Shreya got up and went for a piss, Kumar turned to me and said,“You are lucky Shreya is pretty hot and those tits are hard to take your eyes off of them.” I nodded then without thinking I replied,“Do you want to see them?” He responded as soon as I finished,“Fucking right now.”When Shreya came back I took a. .“Alright…for this to work I need you naked from the waist down…so drop your pants and lower your shorts” “Christ, Suzanne. I really need to pee...”‘Ok…JOE... I’ll let you but only when I’m holding your cock..Damn…it’s not much is it?...but you are incredibly hairy so that’s a bonus”So Suzanne held my cock for my extended piss…as she shook it after I had finished it started to stiffen…“ Oh so your definitely a “grower not a shower”! She growled . “Show me what you’ve really got..”Under her. ” With that, she said we should go back upstairs. I guess I was a little disappointed but there was more to come. “ Now you have seen my cellar, you must go back to your room. Here is a key for the bottom drawer in which you will find a booklet. Go and have a read then decide what you want to do next.”I was intrigued and quickly went upstairs and sure enough, there was a booklet where she said. Opening the first page my cock hardened yet again. There was a photo of Gloria, in a policewoman’s. Five games into the season and he was still not sold on the sport. Hockey, that was his thing. Fast, non-stop action, constant banging and checking, and slapping frozen slabs of rubber at other human beings, that’s what he liked. "Softball"... what kind of feeble name for a sport was that? Fielding was awkward for him, standing out there in centerfield, waiting for a ball to come near him maybe three or four times per game. He usually did his business accounts in his head for most of the time..