Mera land bahut tight ho gaya tha usne .Phir land me pura apne muu me bhar liya or chusne lagi etna mja mujhe pahle kabhi nahi aaya tha kya khu dosto ...tne pyar se vo chus rahi thi ab mujhe control nahi hua or maine apna land uski chut pe rakh diya vo kehne lagi please ab daal do mat tadpati mujhe main maar jaugi maine kha pahle ye bta eske pahle kab chudvaya tha tab usne kha uske pati ne to last time 4 month pahle choda tha uske baad vo train se gujarat trip pe gayi thi us time train me uski. "Ripple driven like a storm-spawned sea," the old sailor added before he took his swallow.Even if I could have disagreed with them, I don't think I would have been foolish enough to do so then, but the truth was I did agree. I too was one of those ripples that had run far from the force of that which had driven the Red Death.With his customer gone we talked about the work, and the details of his efforts. I described how I saw him hold the needle board, and how the hand that held the board also. “Hi” said a quiet voice, “ my names Jack, I saw them bring you in the van with the others, I was brought here two years ago” I open my eyes and lifted my head “Hi jack my names Tim, yes we were all taken from our hotel rooms by soldiers with guns and drugged somehow, how did they get you?” I asked Jack looked about mid to late twenties, a well toned tanned body, short blonde hair, green eyes, smooth hairless body not a single hair could I see anywhere other than on his head, his cock nestled. He had sat in the same row about 5 more seats toward the center of me. He saw me with my hand in my pants leg playing with myself, and then saw me looking at him. Then he moved past me to the end of the row about 3 seats away and stood at the end.I forgot to mention these back rows have seats missing. I think it’s for easier access to others, or maybe wheelchair access. I doubt that.I looked up to see he was still watching me, so I moved 2 seats toward him with 1 in between. He sat and moved.