“I’m sorry” she said, still looking away from me.“I made coffee, didn’t know if you are sleeping” she continued. She extended her hand to ...ive me coffee and that it was trembling and she was still looking away.This made me laugh. I took the cup from her hands, thats when I remembered that I’m naked as a newborn and my penis was as stiff as a rod standing up in all its glory. “You don’t need to be shy or anything, I sleep like this” I told her. “..And thanks for the coffee,” I said keeping the. The food had come just then. Had time flied that fast, how long had they been there. How much time was spent talking and how much in awkward silence? Was this sexual tension. Marjorie was unsure about a lot of things but she was certain that with each passing moment she was hiding more and more in her shell. Mark just then grew silent as he began to eat his meal. Even though her own meal was literally right under her nose, she could still smell his lobster. And it looked so utterly fresh. It. I like the humiliation, especially if he does all this in my presence.He should like to present and offer me, totally naked, or maybe on a collar and a leash, to his friends, guests, visitors, and yeah, even to many, many strangers !But he must be on my side all the time. I even want him to really “heat-up” the situation, when other men fuck me, deep-throat me, or fill my mouth with their hot cum. He shall encourage them, or even hold my head, so they can fuck my hot mouth in a way, that I can. Then she came and called me. I was shocked to see her. She was a bombshell. And she came and said, “Hi, I am Smita,” and gave me a light hug. I introduced myself.Ritesh came after parking the car. We three were having the usual conversation sipping coffee. Ritesh gave an idea, “Why don’t we go for a small ride?” I parked my bike near the cafe and joined them for a ride. Then we took a drive just a few km outside Bangalore.Smita made Ritesh stop the car and came back, sat with me. She told.