I had enjoyed my life in the official capacity upto this time.I was provided car, bungulaw etc by government.I am aged about 56 now. I got married and...having children also.They are settled abroad.I live along with my wife.I used to go over to hyderabad to attend official camps.Coming to the original story, I got love towards gaysex.But in my old days the people never come forward to enjoy gaysex and it is one kind of offence also. Even the desire is there, I couldnot enjoy gaysex.Fortunately, I. The young fellow was able to get hard and fuck me yetagain, without withdrawing, so when he finallywithdrew, manly juices were oozing from my stretched,distended pussy. I looked over at Jessica and shelooked envious. Goodie. A little competition makes theworld rotate.Popeye and I kissed sweetly and thanked each other.But then my urge to poop became overwhelming. Angelashowed me the sissies? room and I ran, holding mygaping bottom, afraid for what might drool out oreject.After some important. I cud smell her breath, her oiled her and her fresh “malli poo” which she had on. It was really intoxicating and I was kind off liking it. Once when she turned to speak to her group she stamped my feet and apologized I said its fine cos in the crowd u cannot help it. This continued for sometime, after sometime I realised I was stamping the bottom of her sari with my feet and she turned to speak it kind off jerked the sari of her hip. She looked and me and showed me my feet on her sari, I said. “Any plans for tonight?” he asked.Prisha didn’t look up from her computer, “yeah, Alex and I are gonna go to Madame Butterfly for dinner.”“No way, really? Elizabeth and I are going there tonight.”“Oh cool, if you guys wanna go together, I’ll let Alex know,” she said.“For sure, I’ll tell Elizabeth. Seven sound good?”“We were gonna do six, but if seven is better, that’s no problem.”Robert thought for a moment, “Yeah, I have a few things to do after work so I’d rather do seven.”“Sounds like a.