Dear Diary:No classes today, Hip, Hip, Hooray!And I got caught off guard again. Woe is me! I should have suspected something when Julie tugged me alon... to Hamilton Hall last night. The subject was 'Roles --Top, bottom, switch. What are your inclinations? Where do you fit? Bound or binder? Dominant or submissive? Sadist or masochist?' It was interesting kinda, sorta, but not for me -- I thought.Today Julie headed home to visit her Mom and pick up some do re me. Silly me decided to take in a. I got free and got into my undies only and made a drink for self. Waiting for my surprise and i heard the door opened.. She was in a Bengali saree with matching stuff and looking beautiful.On asking why so she said she was getting married to Bengali guy and just wanted to know if she can impress him or not. She was just terrific and looking hot as hell.Came close to me kissed … Her red hot lips were making me loose my self … It tasted well stuffed and i was pulling her more closer and wasn’t. I slowly and carefully pulled back the sheet. Charles was laying on his back and the moonlight revealed a surprise to me. His cock was tiny! Much smaller than I had ever seen it. The shaft was so short that his cock was upright and it looked like the head was just nestled in his pubic hair. It was too short to stroke, so I licked my fingertip and just petted the tip. It started to grow and then toppled over, continuing to get longer and thicker as I kept petting toward his feet. Eventually it. I stood up and yanked my boxer-briefs off, stepping out of them before they surfaced near Katie, causing her to laugh hysterically. It felt liberating to shed my boxers and stand completely in the nude, a mild diffusion of water my only attire. Katie must've assumed I'd retain my proverbial fig leaf due to her amplified reaction. "Going au naturale, that's what I'm talking about," Ian said sounding like a bad Matthew McConaughey impersonator, not shy about giving me the old up and down. With.