They were a cocktail of farm workers, farm owners and others who had wealth by other means and lived in oversized homes.In cricket the season the club...was a microcosm; staffed by the needy and patronised by the Country Club set. These were the people Iris and I were amongst as we watched Ralph’s brief innings. He’d been last batsman; and so, the other side would soon come in to bat.Iris had left our table to join her son Ralph as he made his way to the pavilion, to share the team’s general. Fir mai ne rani ki nighty otar di rani ne niche kuch nahi pahnatha mai ne pucha to bolne lagi tumare liye hi kuch nahi pahna haiDosto mai ne pahli bar kisi aurt ko nanga dekhata to mai rani ke boobs par tut pada or ek hath se oske boobs ko dabane laga or ek boobs ko muh me leke chusne lga wo ab aavaje nikalne lgi pilo aaj tu eska saara dudha fir maiNe apna ek hath rani ki chut par rakhakar oski chut ko sahlane lga wo bolne lagi aa eski sari khujali muta do ye aaj se teri gulam hai or jor jor se. Her perfect lean slender little legs were so beautiful. Her tiny feet so dainty. She got two cups out of the cupboard and poured the coffee. She placed one cup on the edge of the counter across from my bed. She turned and softly spoke"I love you, Tim. That has not changed. You know that, right ?" I nodded yes.She then turned and softly walked back to the bedroom, entered, and gently closed the door. I was caught off guard. I thought she was going to sit with me and have our coffee. I. But after that my time changed. I have many clients who are so good in nature and keeping our relationship in secret. As I don’t want even my friends to know about the job am doing and my clients as well. They believe me because I kept their secrets with myself only.Alright let’s come to my first sex story here. I posted my add in all possible websites and spent some of my earnings over there. Spending on adds are waste of money which I realised later. After posting ads, to get my first.