I pushed my pants down, then Kassidy sat up on the edge of the bed and started pulling my boxers down. My cock jumped out right in front of her, just ...ike last time. And also just like last time, as I was stepping out of my boxers, her hands found my cock and wrapped themselves around it.She sat on the edge of the bed with my cock in her hands. She started to stroke it with both hands, slowly. It felt amazing. She was saying “Dam Zane what a beautiful cock”, “It’s so hard”. I was like, “yeah I. I had a wild girlfriend at one time and we did everything including anal so I was no rookie when it came to sex. My cock is 7 1/2 inches and I could cum back then a few times in a short time with no problem. These thoughts were in my head the day before as I daydreamed that Mrs K. and me were doing everything. I was pretty hopeful that something might happen but I thought no more than maybe a long kiss or a feel of her boobs would be the most I might get if anything at all. Monday morning. I looked down at the floor, and I could see that it was a man in a business suit and shiny black shoes. He was wearing a black top coat, unbuttoned the entire length. As the train rolled along, I began feeling slightly aroused by the incessant contact with the mystery man standing behind me. ‘Cheap thrills’, I thought, smiling to myself. Even when the man gently placed his hand on my ass, I didn’t get alarmed or pull away. ‘Let’s see where this goes,’ I mused. Glancing out of the corner of my. I visit Dhaka frequently to visit my family. My recent visit turned out to be an interesting one. When I arrived there in summer my parents mentioned that one of the rooms of our house was rented to an older man. He’s a widower, retired in late 50s, and a good friend of my uncle who has known him for a long time. My parents were responsible for his accommodation and food. The first time I met him I was chit chatting with my friends in the evening. My mother introduced us; at that time he gave.