One could not but help observing how thick and solid his swaying penis was. That penis was crowned off with a very meaty looking knob that could have ...erved as a battering ram when erect. Behind that powerful looking cock was a set of swinging balls that hung proudly down below the level of the man’s meaty knob.The elderly gentlemen looked up and waved as the car drove passed. Everyone waved back with Jack and George giving little low whistles that the two women in the car knew immediately as. She giggled.“You faker,” he accused, continuing to nibble along herbreast.“I wasn’t faking anything, you never asked me if I wasawake.” She ran her fingers through his hair,occasionally smoothing one fingertip over the top of hisear down to the fleshy part of his lobe.“A mere technicality.” He heard her moan slightly as hertook her mouth. She closed her eyes enjoying his weight pressed againsther, almost on top of her. His arms were around her, hishands. To be an audience for your performance, to bear witness over your long-felt lust finally released would prove to be a privilege. To be able to taste your scent in the air as you guide your stiletto heels out of your evening dress, leaving a crumpled heap of ink-blue satin on the pristine carpet, would ignite a fire within my chest. To watch you perch on the corner of the bed, your eyes fixed on mine, your hands firmly running over your flushed flesh, your breasts nestled in decadent lingerie,. She was speechless. Then I went to the bus stop and left her. Since that day we used to meet regularly after school, but I didn’t kiss her for a long time after the first kiss. Depika and me we couldn’t meet during the weekends as the school was closed on Saturdays and Sundays. She thought of a way that we could meet even on the weekends, she told her mom that she is going to her friends house to study, but instead we met in the garden. Those days in 1999 there were a lot of plantation around.