"Sybil stepped into the room, her hands folded behind her, her ever-present cat-and-mouse grin stretched thin across her sensual face. Her eyes glinte... as she raised the revolver up and pointed it at Bob."Hello everyone."Bob laughed and set his drink down. "Look at Sybil, always playing around." He rose and stepped toward her. A loud ratcheting click resonated through the silent room as she pulled the revolver's hammer back."I'm not joking, Bob," she said coolly. "It's loaded and if you don't. A moment passed before he felt the finger return to its position inside him, except the finger was now, apparently, covered with saliva. Mark gasped when it slipped in fully. And as the finger grew more enthusiastic in its exploration, Mark started to moan very softy. The men close by drew even closer and one started to massage Mark's rock-hard dick through the denim. Their eyes met, but he made no move to kiss Mark. He just stared, intent on his work, and the two were so close that Mark could. This is my 6th story. Now let me tell u about myself I am 26 male from Hyderabad (India). This is the story when I visited America I am good looking, 5.9 ” Height, 67 Kgs Weight, 7 ” rod. My name is Gold Guy (Name Changer). I would like to share my story. This happened when I moved to New York city for my first job. I was doing Masters earlier in a University before. Life in NYC was usual hectic as it is. Nothing much happened first year. I was trying hard to get used to new things at work. ” smiling at him, to make him feel at ease. As I’d suspected, the jeans were a size too large for me, and therefore fit him perfectly. And I also found a sober yet classy hand-woven cotton checked kurta that went well with the dark blue acid-washed jeans.As he checked himself out in the mirror, I could see that he was immensely pleased with the result.“Perfect ... you look perfect...” I said, patting him on the shoulder, causing him to smile at me broadly, his big pearly white teeth.