I stepped out, into a small shabby tiled lobby. No 'front desk' as such, as though this had been a hotel, but instead a guard post with two bored Air ...orce personnel sitting behind a desk. One turned and saw me, his mouth dropping in surprise. The other started to ask what was wrong and then he spotted me. He stood suddenly, his folding chair falling over backwards with a loud clatter.The first guard put his foot into it then, with the first instinctive question. "Who're you?" I'm... I'm.... ”.I went out of the room to main hall, unzipped my pant and took out my swelled dick out from the under wear and stroked it to make it further big.i took a cloth piece from a cardboard box and covered my dick n went to the room n stood in front of her she didnt the cloth piece i wa holdin g to hide my dick.”u need to taste this first”,saying so i showed my dick in front of her she fell back.i said “u said u will do me any favour i ask”.she didnt say a word.“oh man what a situation” she said. Back in England almost all the men I knew were alike: rich barons and lords with fancy clothes and snuffboxes and abominable habits, or young playboys like William, eventually to inherit the family fortune and title. These men were vastly different from them, and yet all different amongst themselves. It was a heady mix, and I found myself alternately feeling aroused, sickened, or terrified. The man in red approached me. "My lady," he began in perfect King's English. "Let me present myself. I. She is nice looking with fair skin, a bit chubby. But she has amazing pair of tits, she used to wear saree in school and look very hot. She has thick curly hair, she is 5’1” high, her figure is 38-32-40. Her bra size is 36 dd. I will narrate the incident in hindi. Ye mere engineering ke second year ki baat hai. Us samay mera aur Rohini ka zoro shoro se chudai kaam chalu tha. College ke reading vacation me mein ghar aya hua tha.Ek din market me mujhe Surekha madam mili. Hum log baat karne lage.