Near the end of the semester, I walked in on him with another guy who was even younger than him, masturbating together. That was a shock. But I tried...to keep my composure and go about my business like it was nothing out of the norm. He introduced me to his friend and they asked if I was ok with this. I said sure, it was very common now days and can be a good learning experience. To be sure they were at ease, I said I used to masturbate a lot with various male friends growing up and still. Then Sameer came on his bike in front of me and asked me can I drop you home.I have seen him many time in collage campus so I was knowing him and looking no other option I except to go with him.I sit on the back side of his bike and we moved from the collage but in the way there was a traffic jam.So Sameer told me there is an another rout from the village side.It is long but we will reach so we should go through this rout,again no option I said ok.We moved towards the village and in village his. Your hands drifted backwards to grasp my hips, pulling me against you. It would have been so simple to finger that vertical strap to the side and push you over the edge of the bed. I’m sure those were your thoughts as well. I dropped my mouth over your right shoulder and traced the contour of your muscles up along your neck. Sucking gently along your smooth skin, drawing your flesh at once hard into my mouth as you moaned, almost collapsing into my arms as I held you from behind. Your head. Cindy's skin was beautiful, keeping her looking younger than her 58 years. Her ass was large, round, and seemed to flatten for a couple of inches at the height of her mounded buns. Kind of like a large breast with a flat end rather than a nipple. I always had a devious curiosity to know what it would be like to fuck her. And she certainly had a good shape that you would watch jiggle around if she had a dick slamming her. It was getting late and Cindy was planning to stay up for a while. She.