So we split in that sense (I moved out a few days later) but in another sense we didn’t, because we stayed in touch and in fact became very good fri...nds right the way through university. We mixed in different circles, did different things, but always enjoyed each other’s company. Perhaps it’s because we were such opposites that it worked so well. We’re still friends now, almost fifteen years later. Our lives have diverged radically and we don’t hook up much (we live hundreds of miles apart) but. “Mmmmm yessss,” was all I could say before he pushed his thumb right down my hole! My own dick was getting harder. He took out his thumb and put a bit more oil and in went his middle finger. A minute of pumping with his middle finger and then went in 2 fingers as deep as he could. I was clutching the pillow, lifting my ass up, and was moaning.Rohit pumped for a few minutes and I was dripping precum. Then he got up and asked me to remove my top. I got up too and opened my top. I was again face. Trade secret details of the operation could leak out to competitors. Jeffery wanted confidentially and trust. He had come to these wealthy private venture investors who were less intrusive. He was scheduled to meet the Emir this afternoon to solicit his financial support. In the meeting room of the Emir’s Grand Palace, Aiesha was seated slightly behind and to the left of Jeffery interpreting the Emir’s questions. The Emir was attended by his closest advisors, namely his younger brother and his. I knew I still couldn’t tell her about Shoheli’s reality anyway. That night, Shoheli laughed as I told her the story and went, “Horny bastard, you’ll fuck your mother also if you got a chance, won’t you?” “Dikhaa uski chuchi, I’ll gladly make myself another brother”, I retorted as I fucked her.The next day was by far the best experience ever; “Aa bey raandiya! Kitni maal dikhti hai tu!” was how I greeted her as she walked in. She freaked out, worried Shoheli might hear; little did she know.