When she tugged down my jockeys, my erect cock popped in her face. Eyes wide, she stared at it before turning red and slowly pulling my briefs down my...legs without taking her eyes off it. She knelt with her knees together and her hands folded primly in her lap."Why do you keep staring at my penis?" I no understand." Looking at this," I said, making my cock bounce up and down."Cock. Master say 'looking at cock.' I not see live. Only dead." Dead?" Not man. Toy. Not big like you." Are you a. Just for a change, I am from Pakistan and have been a fan of ISS for long. I have been living abroad for a while now and due to some free time, I thought about writing erotic tales now. I used to read stuff here which would most of the times be a major turn-on and hence I thought, why not post my own for everyone to enjoy. In this sex story, I will include some words in Urdu as well.Before I begin, I would like to introduce myself as well as the other character in this story. I am an attractive. After he’d showered and put on some fresh clothes, he came intothe kitchen where his dad had been sitting, whilst his mom and Nisha preparedthe evening meal, and his eyes had almost popped out of his head, seeing hismom’s ass in those figure hugging white pants.Luckilyhis dad had been absorbed in the paper, or so he thought, and so he was able towatch his moms butt cheeks and they wobbled and jiggled whilst she walked aboutthe kitchen. And Nisha, she looked pretty hot too in her tight jeans. The girls say ok, they won't, and then tell me goodnight. I close the door and head for my own bed room. (Let me describe my bedroom; it has a large king size bed, A tv and a dvd player built into the wall and a private bathroom on the left of the room). I close my eyes and go right to sleep as I had been well satisfied from all sights I had taken in. I had busted a nut two times and was well satisfied from that, but I could still felt like I needed some real pussy to surround my cock. I was in.