Although my son first took me to his bed nearly two years ago, we still make love with the hunger and enthusiasm of newlyweds.Well ... what can I say?...Words cannot describe the enormous pleasure Ravi gives me with his loving lips and hands ... and his long, thick and well-educated cock. The amount of time my son spends on foreplay and the racy language he uses never fails to get me hot and excited about spreading my legs for the naughty boy. Ravi has the uncanny knack of making me feel like a. What? “No!” I said as if I had still had any say. The guy coolly came up to me, held both my wrists in his one hand and raised my arms above my head.Not just raised, he made me stretch them upwards. My t-shirt had ridden high and fully showed my navel and almost my bra strap. The ills of not wearing a slip! “What was I doing?” I thought. Standing in front of 9 boys. My hands stretched out completely, showing them my glistening armpits and my cute navel and waist.I was really nervous, but again. " The rest of it is all yours. The video though is ... well, getting you a copy of everything is no problem. But the video isn't actually stored anywhere permanently until it reached our web servers, which are in Texas. Alphadroid here doesn't have the read/write storage capacity to save everything it sees. It just spools it in temporary memory and if it needs to, it dials out on a wireless connection and uploads the data to us to be saved." Okay, then we need a copy with an affidavit. But I somehow controlled myself.Months passed and I returned after completing my internship. Pooja, Sneha and I had planned to meet outside somewhere. We decided to go to a bar.We were meeting after 6 months so we had a lot to talk about and had many drinks. I was high and so was Pooja. Sneha never got high no matter how many drinks she had.In fact, Pooja was more high than me. It was a DJ night and songs were being played. So, I and Pooja started dancing. Soon, we got so closer and we were.