He dialed, the old-fashioned rotary dial causing him a moment's confusion. He spoke in English to the person on the other end. "Benny? It's me. I thin... it's time we had the kids come visit. Why don't you bring Martin and meet me in Marana? We can climb the mountains and look for caves again." He listened for a second, and then said, "It's a date, then. I'll see you tomorrow night."Finally, something was happening.21:15 Tuesday, June 11th, 1991Compartidero Flats, AZBen drove slowly, to keep the. I mean this was an adventure to Marty. He didn't understand that it was just a job to me. I was going to work like hell not to pee on his parade, but there were no guarantees. I doubted that I could ever make myself believe that it was the trip of a lifetime for me.Marty went to arrange for the pickup of the bikes while I took a shower. I spent ten minutes scrubbing my ass and my hair. After that shower, I took a look at my pile of clothes. I had clean panties, but nothing else at all was. He sat on the bench and I saw as he reached into his trousers and pulled his cock out. In the dim light I could see he had a very thick black cock. I watched as he slowly stroked his growing cock; it was about nine inches.I was anxious to suck some cock so I put my fingers through the hole, hoping he would feed his black piece through it. He stood up and lowered his pants to his knees and I could see his dick was now fully erect. He turned and stepped towards the wall and slowly pushed this. I ranged the door bell it did not ranged, I realized there is not electricity and as few days back this portion of the house was got accidently disconnected from the inverter supply. I banged the door but there was no response. I peeped inside from the window and I saw Simmi Didi’s luggage kept in the living room.As along with my Father Bhaiya use to go to the factory so at that time I was expecting that Mom and Simmi Didi would be at home and they would be chit chatting on first floor in.