They wanted a relationship with someone, and that was last thing I was interested in. I was soon growing bored of the people I was chatting too. That ...as until I got a message from Jack. I didn’t know his name was Jack until much later. His profile just said “Top”. It was to the point and I liked that. Quicker than anything we were exchanging nudes. His messages were direct. “Can I fuck you?”, “Send me a picture of your hole.” That sort of thing. It was a massive turn on to be talked to like. After Lakith’s exit I went into the washroom and watered my fuckhole to clean the mess and came out after shaving my pussy.After some time my son went busy watching television and once again recollecting all my courage I climbed the stairs with specific purpose and to find the opening to reveal my desire indirectly and I gave Lakith my USB Pen drive to copy couple of new Bollywood movies.I wanted to ask him if he has blue movies too, just to began the substance but moment I thought about saying. ”“Miami?”“Miami.”“Dude! Holy Shit!”I gave him a huge bro hug, and got my stuff, ran down to the athletic office, and got Coach Ben. “Coach! Coach!”“What’s up Rick?”“I’m going to South Beach this week for a visit.”“Really? Oh, wow. The legacy lives! When you coming back?”“Friday night. I’ll play Saturday.”“Gotta deal. I’m resting most of the seniors because we’re playing Bishop anyways, but if you wanna play, why not?”“Alright coach. You want an autograph?”“Go already.”I ran out into the quad,. Mail me if u want (). Now start the story. Ye baat abhi do mahine purani he. Me sakshi ko apne ghar par chod raha the to mujhe uski gaand marne ka man kiya. Mene usse puchha ki shakshi ek baar piche se le lo. Wo boli nahi mujhe ganda lagta he. Mene kaha ki isme gandi wali kya baat he boli mujhe bahut dard bhi hoga. Me bola thoda to hoga lekin baad me maja bhi bahut ayega. Phir thodi na nukur ke baad wo darte hue maan gayi. Mene usse pahle kutti ki tarah khada kiya or uske pichhe aa gaya. Mene.