I was feeling sleepy; however he went on and on. He had come very close to me so that i could listen what he had to say, as there were other people fr...m the family sleeping nearby, and he had to talk in low voice. There was now chill in the air. So we had covered ourselves in one blanket. He was holding my hand while he was talking, and i did not feel anything as we used to often hold our hands. At the end of his story, he pulled my hand and put it on his hot erect ****. He had already pulled. Mera best friend he sanjay , baat 2 saal purani he jab me 27 ka tha aur sanjay ki bivi 25 ki thi uska naam lata he, lata dekhne me bilkul sex bomb he, uska figure 26, 30, 34 he, height5,7 he.Vese to me meri bivi ko bahut pyar karta hu , hum dono har tarah se khush the , lekin jab bhi me lata se milta use chodne ke sapne dekhta rahta, vo he hi esi maal, kai baar apni bivi ko lata samaz kar chodta tha,lata aur meri bivi jyoti apas me acche dost bhi the. Lata ko shadi ke 4 saal ke baad bhi koi. I had one thing left to do ... take care of 'Ralph', the bush, immediately outside my office window. I'd saved the worst for last.The house I own is a three bedroom ranch-style home located in one of the city's better middle income sub-divisions. It was a spoil of war left over from my divorce and one of the few things I had to show for four years of marriage. I had been lucky in that, at the time of my divorce eight years earlier, there wasn't much equity in the place and the payments were too. I could not see the expression on the face of the receiving lad, but the arch of head back testified to the entrance of the huge phallus head into his anal opening. Whimpering lightly the young lad took the punishing tube of man meat as his punish-er plowed steadily into him. I could not help but find myself very much aroused by the spectacle before me. I could not see how his hands were restrained or if they were, I could only see that the lad would arch his head up and back from time to time..