I had starved myself to appeal socially, but couldn’t fit the part completely. I was stiff, rigid with nerves, when a beautifully bizarre thing happ...ned. The girl I couldn’t stop looking at sprung from her cramped seat and hugged me. She never looked me in the eyes, but I dare say she was a wonderful hugger and hugged no one but I. It was the best and longest hug of my life, during which we talked. I even offered her to put her hands inside my jacket for warmth as the evening got cooler. I. .yo considero k si..sentia yo como las piernas d la chikita esta s juntaban, para luego separarlas discretament y x muy poco, lo suficiente para k mis dedos resbalaran x su cosita, literal, heee..ene se momento, sentí deseos de undirl mi dedot en la ranura d su panoch, sentí deseos de meterle toda mi mano entre sus piernas y masturbarla, sentí deseos d agacharm y lamerle su pierna y su cosita..senti k mi pn escurria ya, al estarl frotando a esta chika…mas tenia yo k actuar con calma y. He nodded and slowly folded his slacks and lowered his boxers. I was facing him and unbuttoned my cardigan just a little and then I saw a flaccid but long cock and thick black hair around his balls. I expressed appreciation for his lengthening cock which I suppose had been curled tightly in his underwear. I asked if I could touch him and he agreed. I simply placed my palm against his shaft and felt him throb and stiffen; his foreskin rolled slowly back and I felt my wetness flooding between my. Aur fir dubara mujhe peeche se dekhne laga. Main palat kar dheere se dekhi to woh mere peeche meri gand ko hi ab bhi ghoor raha tha.Main: Hello! Ab aage?Trainer: Ha… haan! Aab dheere se kamar peeche laao!Main: Peeche? Woh kaise?Woh apne ek hath mere neeche se lekar meri naavi par rakha. Aur peeche ki aor dheere se dhakelta hua meri gand ko poora peeche le gaya.Trainer: Haath mat hatao jaha pe hai wahi rahne do aur stretch karo.Uski baat par main hatho ko poora lamba taanti hui apni gand peeche.