I would like to have a surfeit, not of food, but of sex; and moreover of sex delivered by you. So if you feel up to it, you might like to try exercisi...g your cock on me yet again and give me a repeat performance of your undoubted cocksmanship.”Whether accidentally or by design, something was shall never know, by uttering the words: “If you feel up to it” Steve had effectively waved a red rag in front of a bull as obviously Kyle’s pride would not allow him to stop there. So without saying a. This is my next story. Which I’m narrating for you guys which happened with my neighbor women. If you guys wish to give my suggestions & reviews please forward them to Let’s cuts the crap and start with the story. You guys know me very well. I’m working in IT Sector Bangalore, I’m average looking guy staying in inner parts of Bangalore. My daily routine was to get up early and go for jog to keep me fit and then come back and get ready to leave for office. While I used to go for jogging in park. Going back to work in a way. But she knew it was healthy for him. A legitimate part of his recovery process.The caveat emptor has no clothes. Or whatever that saying is. My KC investigation uncovered no Mob ties, no mastermind behind an international apron conspiracy. Just the usual hoi and polloi.Before Bobsy Atwater flew Daddy out to California, I decided to bring the laundry caper to an end. It took me two more 3 AM laundry counts before Courtney Hammil upped her tally.I checked the Excella. She was a little hesitant, but didn't want to cross me so she pushed herself to get her water started. "Spread your legs for me, Sweetie." She separated her knees slightly. Her flow started as I stood there watching. "Farther, baby," and she spread her legs wider. "Do you like to see me pee, Daddy?" "Yes, Baby, spread your lips for Daddy." She spread her lips with two fingers and leaned back against the tank to give me a clear view. "Why do you like to watch me pee, Daddy?" "Yours is not to.