"How's it going Robby" he said cheerfully. "I was driving by and saw your car out front and figured you'd been rained out." "Yeah" Robert replied, ges...uring for his friend to come into the living room, "I got back in early this morning. You wouldn't believe the downpour." "Sucks, doesn't it?" Scotty said with a grin, obviously not feeling too much pity, "Makes me glad that I couldn't make it." Robert nodded. Scotty had originally planned on spending a couple days up camping with him before. As soon as we entered the room she spun around into my arms and we locked in intense kissing again. She backed me up against the bed and playfully pushed me down. She kneeled down in front of me, looking up at me. Her hands immediately went to the mountain underneath my jeans, and she began massaging me. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” Then she undid my zipper and pulled my jeans and briefs down, exposing my cock. She scooped it up her hand, and looked at it. She licked her. Yogita aunty was so engrossed in her masturbating that she even doesn’t realize that I am in the house and looking at her.I immediately left from there and went to Pratik’s room. I was so hot by looking at the scene a few moments ago that it was very difficult for me to control my emotions. My rookie was hard and tall standing in my pants.After some time, I regained my senses and I was totally shocked with what I saw a few minutes back. However, I could do nothing about it as I even can’t think. I didn’t have any checked baggage and went straight to the parking garage. Once I stowed my carry-on suitcase in the trunk of my car, I got in, started the engine, then leaned my forehead against the steering wheel and began to cry. I don’t know what brought this fit on. No, that’s not quite right. I do know. It was Kevin Westcott. Or rather, it was the last three days I had spent with an old friend from high school. Everything had been perfect. He was cute and kind. There was romance and.