He is Naveed (I, Me and Myself). Hereafter I will use the word lund instead of dick and Chut instead of pussy. I feel this is more erotic and expressi...le. So let’s begin with the storyIt is a rainy evening at 6 pm, and it’s Saturday, the weekend obviously. I am at a Hotel called Park-In. I am standing naked inside room number 303’s bathroom releasing myself (peeing), in other words, getting my long and thick lund ready for another long-lasting session. My lund is roaring to go like a hungry. My wife let out a long low moan and wrapped her arms around her new lover, bucking her hips to meet his urgent thrusts. They were now joined, coupled together in the sexual act and they fucked like wild a****ls.I watched as he fucked her in every position imaginable. Jenny was beautiful to see, responsive to his every touch, encouraging him to explore the depths of her body.Then I sat up with a start, I could tell that Rob was close to cumming. Jenny had already had an orgasm and was now just. For someone like me, simply to be picked, for almost anything, was a very rare treat indeed. He was the first to make me promises, promises he'd always kept. I grew up expecting almost nothing, and he completely transformed my perspective about life and living. I was only able to look inward when we had first met. I was both unable and unwilling to share my emotions with any other people. Because of Uncle Bunny's choosing me, I now had a real future to look forward to and enjoy. He'd saved me. My only consolation over the next year was that she had apparently refused to go out with anyone else, either. Because of our chosen fields of study, we were forced to work together closely … in classes, in labs, and in extra assignments. In point of fact, we kept things pretty civil. She had helped me when I needed it, and I had reciprocated. But I never actually got over her, if you know what I mean. From time to time, I’d suggest discussions over coffee or drinks, and I could tell that she.