The sun was out and the temperature was in the mid-thirties, so the snow was starting to melt. Give the city a couple more days of nice weather and tr...vel should be passable again.After dinner, I took the subway over to the 11th Street Station in center city, walked from there over to the Market Street Station and transferred to the light rail heading north. I had a two block walk from the Temple University Station north to Edberg-Olsen Hall.The Owl's weight room was busy for a weekday evening.. Uska muh khula hi rah gaya.Mene pu6a kya hua. Vo boli etna bada.?? Or boli mene to aaj tak suna hi tha aaj dekh bhi liya. Or boli aaj to maja aane wala he. Mera 7.5 ench or tagda land dekh k vo jum uthi. Or usse khelne lagi. Usne mera land chusna suru kiya…. Lag raha tha jane usne aaj tak aesa ku6 kiya hi nai. Vo pagal ho gai thi. 20 minite chusne k bad vo bol uthi avb saha nai jata meri pyas buja do. Mene turant usko lipp kisss kar diya or ek hath se uske kapde utarne laga… Ma kasam kya figar. His grip shifted and I found myself being pushed inexorably to my knees in front of him. One look told me why they called him ‘Big Bill.’ He looked monstrous, erect and dripping precum, but I had eyes only for the wiry pubes peeking out of his fly. God, I hated cocksucking, but I knew what I had to do. I started licking and sucking the tip, which was about all I could fit in my mouth anyway, and used my hands to stroke his shaft, trying to grab a hair each time I reached his root. The lighting. As she slipped off her trousers, I could see that she was behaving uneasily. She stood in front of me, dressed in bra, briefs and calf length socks, all black, all cotton. She looked down at me on the couch and in a shameful and embarassing manner, began to apologise for the smell that her feet were creating.I put her at ease and reassured her that she shouldn't feel embarasssed. Her stinky feet and socks were getting my blood racing, I knew how dirty and wrong it was but the scent was like an.