The place was ritzier that I had imagined but that was because it had been a long time since I had been in this part of Manhattan and I probably remem...ered it from the old days when it was a lot seedier than present day. The building even had a pretentious awning that stretched from the front doors all the way out to the curb. I could see how the residents loved that little perk avoiding carrying an umbrella to their dinner dates downtown. The doorman was a big burly guy bordering on obese but. But every dream he used to have about any female came true for him. Which is why I wanted to bring this context out.For the sake of the story, let’s call him Manoj. Manoj and I used to crave a lot for female attention. Though I had Sanjana to enjoy, it was never enough at that age! Isn’t it?One of his crazes was MILFs! Well, who doesn’t like milfs? I do too! But now! Back then I didn’t know the world of milf at all until he bombarded with milf. Moreover, now I know it as milf but back then it. “You okay?” I asked.“Yeah, I’m trying’ not to get hard again.”When he said that, we both burst out laughing and I started the car and backed out of the alley. We were silent all the way to his baby-mama’s place. He asked me to park on the side so that she wouldn’t know what car he got out of. Before getting out of the car, he pulled his phone out, unlocked it and handed it to me while saying, “Put your number in it.”“Why?” I asked.“Bruh, you know damn well why, I know you don’t think you’re. I thank them all for their love towards me.This is 25th part in total in series of MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY and I assure you that I will continue to write about every extra ordinary sex game played by me in future.Once again, I request all of my readers / fans for not to ask my photo because I do not want to cheat any one by sending them any fake photo. I cannot send my real photo as I cannot afford to disclose my identity after writing so much on my sexual life. Hope you will understand.Without.