Hum dono ab kitchen ki taraf chal die. Wahan vo tea banae lagi main unke piche khada ho gaya unka sharir dekh kar mujhse raha nahi gaya aur maine apna...lund nikalkar unki gand pe touch kia aur halka sa press kia meri saath hi saath mein gand bhi phatt rahi thi par mere pe hawas ka shaitan haawi ho chuka tha. Main aise hikhada raha bhabhi kuch nhai boli. Ab meri gand mein thoda aur jor aa gaya aur meine apne haath unke boobs pe rakh die. Tab unke muh se ek mast aawaj nikli . Phir unhone kaha ki. I wondered if she would carry out her threat to tell her lover that I was unable to satisfy her. I uttered a frustrated groan and tried to watch TV. My cock was the only thing not tingling - the rest of me slowly fermented in a bubbling cauldron of lascivious anticipation. Many cuckolds might have recognized the nervous fluttering in my stomach.The clock ticked as I watched the TV, my mind hardly taking in what my eyes were seeing. Several times I thought I heard a car pulling into the. ..he had an 8" cock! It was magnificent, it was long, thin, cut. He had a really thick bush of curly pubic hair to go with it. I on the other hand had hardly anything and Gary insisted I shave all body hair prior to us meeting. He wasn't interested in meeting face to face but we did talk by phone one time. After some persuation, I agreed to his terms.Gary arrived at my apartment on the foggy morning of October 12th at 6:30am. I had gotten home from work, taken lots of ibuprofen, got out a jar. With all that daily exercise I became fitter than I had been for years. I set up a pull-up bar in the doorway of my room and did sets of 20 pull-ups every morning and night. And with the surfing, I felt more muscular than I had for a while. In the sun every day, I gradually built up a good tan. I was feeling confident and very happy. There were female opportunities, that’s for sure. I became friendly with a few of my women-colleagues….and every week there would be groups of tourists wanting to.