Your smile&hellip, and laugh. And sense of humor. And the way you kiss me, and hold my hand. Your hugs&hellip, even your smell. He smiled. So&hellip,...everything? I laughed and nodded. I told you. What about you? Whats your favorite thing about me? He smiled and took my hand from across the table. Your ears. I rolled my eyes, but laughed. He stood up from the table, keeping my hand in his and I did the same. He led me out of the restaurant and back to his car. He opened the passenger door for. Once he worked out that I was now awake, he pulled himself up toward me and invited himself to join me under my duvet next to me. I kept my eyes tight shut; he stroked my face. I struggled to restrain myself from pulling away and making a run for it, but I couldn’t summon the strength to move away from his touch. I wanted so much for him to take me into his arms and kiss my forehead, telling me I had been having a really bad nightmare and that he was there for me, but that never happened.He. The old man across the aisle seemed asleep. As his hands teasingly reached my crotch, he stopped and leaned over and asked me if I was feeling okay. I just looked at him and whispered a yes. This gave him the encouragement he needed. Next, I felt his fingers slowly caressing my already hard cock over my shorts. I was already leaking pre-cum. He played with my cock through my shorts for a while and then reached for my zipper and expertly lowered it. He reached inside my underwear and with a. I understood guruji’s wish and thought of finding a female who can give her yoni for worship.I was (and now also) staying in BTM layout, Bangalore. I thought of checking with my female friends initially, but who will say yes on this. I kept on wondering whom to approach. I didn’t put risk on checking with my friends and it might create a gap in friendship or I might lose friendship. I didn’t want to approach any call girl or prostitude for money as I was not the right choice. Somehow I finally.