I had one dick in my pussy and one in my mouth and that too a hard big dick , still my mind was shuffling around what happened yesterday night once I ...as high beyond my limit.I freed myself from raj’s cock to ask “ batao naa.. mujhe baas yaad hay we were drinking and fucking in drawing room area and I asked for more drinks…ahhh dhire pelo Sumit pls…..”In the mean time , Raj started fucking my mouth really badly again and started saying … “After we were done using you last night , we went for. But that only partially worked, and it was in the back of his mind for the entire twenty minutes until he got a reply."Haha--" Charlie cursed the man's cockiness--"there's no homo in that, homie. I've thought the same for a while. I'm Sam. I live near the southside, actually, and I'm a project manager for a construction company. Good to meet you :)."Charlie gasped audibly. "What company??" Sam laughed and told him, and Charlie breathed a sigh of relief because it was not the company that he. At that time there was no mutual interest. I moved from town and we lost track of each other. Years later I found him by chance in my new city: he too had moved to it and was already married. He had gained weight. But what made the encounter memorable was that just as he greeted me he looked at me in a penetrating way; I also felt something new in me for him: it was like a mysterious and sudden attraction between the two. We passed to each other our telephone numbers. He did not take long to. Having nothing pressing at the time, I agreed to meet with her. I suggested a neighborhood bar about halfway between our respective homes.On the way to the bar, I couldn't help but wonder what she wanted to ask me. Why would any married woman want to meet a single man at a bar. I knew I had a pretty good reputation with the ladies. I have always felt that by taking special care of their needs, they would take care of mine. That philosophy seemed to keep a number of young ladies interested in.