The girl was looking directly at him and giggling, as were a number of other girls who were dressed in ball uniforms and peeking over and around seats...at him. The doom in his stomach turned into white hot panic as he began to sit up and opened his mouth to question the interlopers."Why are you girls on our bus?"Red eyebrows furrowed downward as the girl considered this. "You're on our bus! I think you're in the wrong place, unless you want to play softball with us. But I'm not sure you're. She always dressed very well so her size wasn't something of which she was ashamed. She always had a smile and I had always loved her so much.Myself, well I was about 6'3" with a very trim Muscular physique. Being in the forces kept me physically fit. I had short brown hair and green eyes, and my outstanding feature besides my 9.5 cock was my hands. They were large and strong. Well, when Nan hugged and kissed me at the airport, I felt myself hardening.Wow, this is my Nan. It can't be happening.. I reached the meeting room 15 minutes earlier than decided. My palms were sweaty and even under the air-condition at 20-degree Celsius, I was feeling the heat bursting inside me.I managed to stay stable in the seat until they came. A few minutes later, three people came inside the meeting room. I wiped my hands quickly on pants and greeted them with a smile and a good morning.All three of them introduced themselves with their name and designation in their company. The three men were Ankit,. Now Erik has moved even closer to the bare-chested Trey while he has one arm wrapped around Trey’s slender waist and one of his meaty thighs pressing up against the bulge in Trey’s Dockers. And now poor Trey is really blushing and looking nervous because now the teasing Erik is lightly rubbing a coil of soft white cotton rope up against Trey’s bare hardening nipples. ERIK: Do you like my rope, Trey? My rope likes you. TREY: But…but I don't do things with ropes! 6. Now poor Trey looks.