Either way, it is quite the show. After a while I was enjoying my beer when of all people to be here, My designer Barbara. She says, hello sailor you ...ome here often, often, we both have a good laugh. I told her that I had already given up my old place so I am staying here until YOU finish my new house. We go through the regular small talk, family work and things like that, also she tells me about some of things she plans on spending my money, I tell that sound just like being married. And. Just a minute before her home, it started raining. Yes! The famous unpredictable Mumbai rains.I did not stop and continued riding and we reached her home soon but got fully drenched it heavy rain. I stopped the bike and she got down from it while I kept bike running. The moment she stepped down and I turned my eyes towards her, I was stuck, completely frozen. She had fully drenched clothes, which was feast to the eye. Her light green color shirt got stuck to her beautiful boobs while her. ” Tim gathered me to him, softly folding me in his arms and kissing me tenderly. He was sweet. I tried to relax but I froze stiff as his hands slid over my top, cupping my left breast and making me sigh with tension. “Relax, don’t hold yourself so tight. Here, touch me.” He took my hand and laid it underneath his shirt. His skin felt so hot, so slick with perspiration. I was hooked. Pleasure of the flesh began to intoxicate me. He took my hands and pushed them down to his waist before I started. Whenever he used to come back home after his exercises I used observe his cock in his tights. The size used to wary every day and he initially did not show himself in tights to me but now he deliberately showed it to me. He would often come into my room in tights and let me see the bulge of his tool. He would talk, he would touch me and he used to also feel my body. He was an expert and while touching and feeling he always kept in mind not to be offending. He would always sense my feeling and.