I had by this time played with the idea of getting fucked by a man like those women in the mags and had used a home made toy to exp what it felt like ...o be penetrated, once I did it I kept playing that way as I enjoyed the way it felt. but at that time it was only a homemade toy not a real mans real cock. so that night I drove by the ABS and seen the cars in the parking lot and just wondered what was in side and could only fantasise about who was in there and what they were doing because the. Ken arrived and we gave each other a huge hug and kiss on the cheek. He looked great. I spent the evening chatting with old friends and catching up on everyone’s busy lives. Ken and I spent lots of time together talking about family and friends. Old girlfriends and boyfriends. I brought an old picture of Ken and me. We were all dressed up going to a high school dance together. The evening broke up pretty early as everyone worked or traveled that day to get to the reunion. I headed. Usne halki c awaz nikali and apni choot utha k mere lips k paas laane lagi.Maine usse bola control baby, itni ky jaldi h. Maine fir uske choot k aas paas kiss kiya and fir uske legs pe kiss krte krte uske thighs pe kiss krne laga. Usne baad maine legs k beech choot k just bagal me suck krne laga. Vo ekdm tadap rahi thi and apni choot baar baar utha rahi thi. Uski choot se paani nikal raha tha.. Maine fir apni finger uski choot me daali to poori ni gayi but vo uchal uthi and boli k pain ho raha. "Aren't you supposed to be in school still?" he asked."Left early," I said. "Therapy appointment." That was a joke; my therapist, the esteemed Dr. Bruce Elder was our mutual acquaintance, and the guy who arranged these little rendezvous. Either Mr. Miller didn't get it or he was too disinterested to laugh. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Yeah, probably," he said. I have no idea what he did for a living. He had plenty of money though, and always called me in the middle of the day.We were.