Fir hum sabne khana. Khaya aur apne apne kamre mein sone shale gaye.Garima ka aur mera kamra saath saath tha. Mera lund to kaafi der se tana hua tha m...in kamre mein gaya apni pant utari underwear bhi utari aur lund ko sehlane laga garima ke basremein soch kar.Uski jawani dekh kar main dung tha, kya thighs the uskey ekdum mulayam aur waxed legs..Tangey itni lambey ki failate hi jannat dikh jazye…Chooche to the hi kamaal ki ekdum gol aor kam se kam 34c honge.Ab maine thoda tel apne laude pe. I did nothing at all to stop him, I just laughed and flirted back with him, while looking the other guy in the eyes whose eye sight was fixed on my bare tits in front of both of them, the bartender got a little braver, he hugged me close and started kissing me on the lips while rubbing my bare tits and pinching my hard nipples.I was kissing him back letting out a couple of moans showing approval and interest in what he was doing, as of a sudden during that action by the bartender and I felt the. His name was Marty."So Marty are you cool with this?" I asked."If you let the guys take picture while I paint. They won't show your face but I want them in my portfolio," he said."Yeah, I'm cool with that. Just be sure they don't get my face," I demanded."So what do you wanted panted?" he asked."I'm thinking a Harley Davidson set of wings as a tramp stamp," I said.He turned to Jeff and Phil. "You guys said I would be painting on a nude. The tramp stamp isn't on a nude," he said."If that is the. ” I followed him into the garage. He pulled out a bag from a bag of baggies and put the tomatoes inside. I reached to shake his hand and thank him. While our right hands were occupied and his left hand held the bag, my left hand went down to his crotch and gave his genitals a slight squeeze. I said, “Could I trade you a hand job for the tomatoes?” Needless he was he was surprised. But, ………he didn’t pull away. I stopped shaking his hand and dropped it to his crotch. I gently rubbed his.