.....the candlelight dancing off your glistening body......as you relax your legs fall open and you feel drops of essance mixed with oil dripping off ...ou smooth lips and soaking into the soft mink rug........a finger slides between your legs teasing you wet lips .........The door opens and you hear another pair of foot prints enter the room......you feel masculine energy.......as you try to press yourself deeper on to his finger a firm hand presses you down...."patience angel, patience", a. Is liye mere zehan ma koi galt bat nhn thee. but mera aik czn zulfi jo mera senior hnay k sath sath mera parosi or acha dost bhi tha. hum hmesha combine study karty thay.yah us wkt ki bat ha jbh main na naya naya university ma admission lia. meri age us time per 19 saal thee.Mere czn k sath meri mangni bchpan ma he ta kar di gai thee.Zulfi or mari dosti kbh piyar ma bdli pata he nhn chala. ahista ahista hum dono gulnay milny lagay.apas me har kisam ki baten share karnay lagay. bat rafta rafta. Pulling up, running my thumb over your slit, turning my hand over, pushing back down your cock, and twisting my hand around to repeat the process over and over as you sit pressed into the chair. After about 20 minutes you put your hand over mine just as my thumb presses into the skin at the base of your cock, and my fingers tickle your sack. You hold me still for a few beats as I look over and watch you catching your breath. You slowly rub my shoulders and then look over at me. You intertwine. The blood drained from Jayesh’s face. He gulped hard and panicked.Jayesh stammered, “I am sorry Raj, it is hard to explain. It is not Ishika’s fault, I suggested…”Raj smiled and extended his hand, “Relax, Jayesh. Sit over there and we can talk over drinks.”Jayesh nervously sat on the edge of the seat, I sat next to him and took his hand in mine, and pressed and patted to reassure him. He was looking at the tablecloth. I knew his cock had not only deflated but must have shrunk. Raj is an.