Me: Lets see my katrina’s cute little assWith one pull, I swiftly pull down his shorts.Akhil: (gasps) oh noI make him lean on the balcony bottomless...showing me his cute ass-cheeks.I start kissing his smooth ass and licking it; spread his ass-cheeks and lick. I pull his cock and balls between his thighs and lick it from behind.Akhil: Ahh…ooohhh (his ass wriggling and body squirming)Me : Akhil dont turn aroundI take off my clothes and get nude. Hes still not lookingI rub my hard cock on his ass. “That ought to be a fucking barn burner.” He quipped sarcastically.Well at least he knew something about football.I sipped my beer and waited to see if he would continue the conversation or if he planned to let the Turkey drown his sorrows. After sever moments of listening to the talking heads on the TV he said.“Yah know what I think?”Ok, I thought, Tom here is going to expound on some deep philosophical question and solve some of the world’s most pressing problems.“What do you think Tom?”“If. He: Yaar teri wife bohot sexy hai or photos send kar uske, or koi nude photo hai to send kar, uske boobe or chut dekhni hai.Maine use kuch photos oe send kari or 1-2 semi nude photos Anusua kaa face corp karke send kardi. Photos dekh ke wo pagal ho gaya.He: Itti sexy randi koto nahi jaane dunga hath se, tu ek kaam kar 1-2 bar or try kar or nahi maane to mujse baat karva dena phone pe.Me: ab kal dekhte hai.Or ye bolke mai so gaya. Next day morning me anusua jyada gussa nahi thi, or mai bina kuch. “I can’t hold it any longer, Annie. I really need to pee.”“Do it in your swimsuit. I want to see your pee running down your legs.”“That’s what I want, Annie. I want to feel it too. I really need to do it though.”“That’s good. Let it go, my dearest.”I see you relax your muscles, and all at once the tiny wet patch spreads across the front of your swimsuit. For a second it looks as if the material will hold it in, but then the force and quantity of the long held-in pee takes over and out it all.