” I didn’t believe I had actually said that but I had. Looking at that beautiful hunk of manhood was making my nipples even harder. “I really d...n’t have a steady girlfriend, Jenny. That’s why I masturbate all the time.” “Well, Randy, I have a lover, but I still masturbate a lot too. Nothing wrong with masturbating. It’s healthy. It’s fun. Better than you shooting your load in your Jeans, or me creaming in my panties.” I giggled girlishly. “What’s so funny Jenny?” “Oh, nothing much, it’s. “Hi, how are you? I’m Martha, just thought I’d say hello, we don’t see many male customers here,” she said, shaking my hand.I introduced myself, and she sat at the other end of the lengthy sofa, ordering a drink from the staff.“So, these girls here seem to be mostly ignored. It’s good you’re here to keep them busy,” Martha said, giggling, waving to the young ladies behind the glass to our right, “At least they're getting some cock this week.”“I’m doing my best,” I said smiling.“Oh, I’m sure you. Mast bhara badan hai kisi buddhe ka lund khada kar de aesi hai aunty ab jab vo mere gar par aati thi tab me har waqt unko chodne ka khayal karta rehta tha me har waqt unki chuhciyo ko gurta rehta tha ek din ki baat hai aunty ke gar par me gaya dupahar ka time tha aur aunty ne saree pehn rakhi thi Aunty ne saree naval ke niche bandhi hui thi jab me gar par gaya to aunty ko dekh kar mera loda khada hone laga tha aur vo aunty ki chut ko salami dene laga fir me sofe par ja kar beth gaya aunty mere. ’ Wim finished his mug and set forth. The heat had raised a haze that obscured the lower city and the river that bisected it. It had also driven the worst of the city smells into the stone, leaving only a dusty bite that tickled his nose. At the next crossroad he turned up the hill. There was no walkway on this little roadway, just a gutter in the center and enough space between doorsteps for a cart to pass. Halfway up the hill, a wagon full of barrels blocked the street. It was the one that.