In a way, we were stronger for it. Now we had the same scars. We carried the same baggage. Our bond would endure past those temporary turbulent times....I was already at the point where I could look at the past with fresh perspective, no longer caught up in the emotion of it. Zane was many steps behind me, his eyes still darkened by her first rate sucker punch. He told me that he regretted mentioning Noah’s recent inheritance in the weeks leading up to the fall out. He’d just bought some property. I can see his dick getting hard inside his pants, he started moving his hand on my thigh ( I forgot to tell u that I recently got a tattoo written HOT on my outer thigh) so he was moving his hands on my tattoo and writing hot with his fingers , his moves were making me wet , so I started to move my hand on his dick from outside of the pants , he was almost hard at that time , so I told him “ Baby main to drive nahi kar rahi hun to kya main mere hero se mil lun ? (Baby I m not driving the car so. Let me help you." He slowly unbuckled Bob's pants and pulled his zipper down.Then he felt Bob's cock again. It was getting harder. Paul whispered, "Mmmm. That's more like it. Just relax. We’re alone here. No one will bother us."He continued to stroke Bob until he felt his cock throbbing. Bob whispered, "I can't do this. My wife is here. She'll know!"Paul slid his fingers inside Bob's shorts and felt his hot hard cock. It was ready. He whispered back, "No. This is just between us. No one but us. One young guy was leaning over getting entered from the back. He had a cute ass and the top left soon, so I condomed up. The young guy flipped on his back and raised his legs so I entered missionary style, where I could play with his chest and kiss his neck. Like a lot of guys, he had not interest in making out. He felt very good but I didn’t stay too long, as I still was wondering what fun “lay” “ahead”. I got cleaned up and wandered, but ended up back in the orgy room. I hooked up with a.