An incident that changed our lives.I was bored in the house all day and thought of exploring the local area on my own. I thought this will definitely ...e interesting than to be in the house doing nothing. I thought of going to Sangita’s cafe and the places around. I left the house at around 12. I went around the area but could not find Sangita’s cafe at all. I was quite sure that I went into almost every cafe in the area and couldn’t see her in any one of those. With all the curiosity I went. But you keep fighting with everyone. Aine, you have hinted that you've had previous friends who mistreated you. I will never do that." I don't believe you," she said."Aine," I said. "I have never lied to you. I've said several times that if you start to get along with the rest of my ladies, I could see keeping you as a possibility." But there are so many," Aine complained."Try to get to know one at a time. Ashley would be a great start. Or you can work with Lenore. They know me best," I. He suggested that perhaps we could help each other out with a little relief of our own. This gave my own cock a reason to wake, and liked the thought of playing with a man again.Still sitting by the kitchen table, I lowered my hand to the buttons on my jeans, and slowly undid them, with Peter following suit as he undid his belt and lowered the zip. In unison, we slid hands inside, and pulled out our cocks, which I have to say grew rapidly once in free air.We watched as each other slowly stroked. ”The word was just a breath, but it was full of more strength than I thought I could have mustered in that moment.Then he was gone. His hand released my neck, his hard body disappeared from where he had been pressed against my back, and his fingers withdrew leaving me empty and unfulfilled. He was no longer touching me, but I could still feel him there, his body just a breath away from mine, his presence weighing heavily on me like a predator waiting to attack.I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t.