You were alone in gathering the information.”“Not even that’s totally true. You’re an anthropologist’s dream, and I don’t mean wet dream t...is time.”Now was the time to tell him. “Well, you’ll have to do without me next trip. Should have thought of this when we were discussing my going off the pill.”“Well, you might not take. You haven’t so far. And we did think of that. A child is more important.”“I might not have so far.” And she might not; she had to keep reminding herself of that.“Darling!. We didn’t talk about this. I went to bathroom and did my hand job (think I’m fucking her). I am waiting a chance to fuck her but not getting any chance.One day she was planning to go Bangalore to visit her uncle home. I told her I’m having some work in Bangalore so we will go together. She too agrees this. I booked a sleeper A/C bus. We went to bus stand at 10 PM but bus time is 10.30 PM. I couldn’t able to wait for 30mins. I feel 30mins is moving too slow.Finally bus came we get into the bus,. I pulled down my trouser a bit that the guy can clearly see my pink netcatsuit and my black string if i lift the shirt when i walk away from him. I walked to the bar take a seat next to him and started to talk some sentences with him. His name was Peter and he was on an business trip too and as me alone in the hotel. The waitress did ask me if i want a drink but i said "No thanks" and she walked away to other guest at the bar. I stroke a bit over the arm from Peter and gave him the paper and. The old man must have noticed my mouth agape because he said "nice isn't? I stammered for a minute being caught looking at his cock and then said, "it's the nicest one I've ever seen." He smiled and asked if I would like to see it angry. I was still looking at it and told him, "I sure would." He said for me to come over there to get a closer look. I looked around and we were still alone so I went over to him. When I got there he put his hand under his cock and it literally hung over the side it.