If I ‘just looked like I had relationship problems’ then so be it. That was A-Okay with me, at least I had a label other than shabby chic or scruf...y scholar. We sat in silence for another ten minutes. I ordered another beer and nursed that, watching the game but not paying attention. Sports has never really been my thing. When I was in High School I was encouraged to try out for some of the sports teams, specifically basketball, because of my height- I’m 6’4. Except I’m not overly physically. I felt different, I somehow knew I would never be the same. Only hours afterwards, I felt the need to have him back inside me, fucking and pounding me. It was the most incredible, sexual and fulfilling encounter of my life. I never knew how good it could feel and so wanted more of the same. His cock inside my ass edged me to orgasm, teased and slowly forced me to the edge. My stomach was so wet with my own sticky pre cum as each thrust seemed to make more of the clear fluid leak out of me. It. And uske nagnge pith pe hath ghumane laga . Uska pet mere pet se fel horha tha . Me uske neck pe kiss kiye ja rha tha . Uske kaan pr bite kr rha tha . Uske balon ko pakadke use pura chum raha tha . Uske shoulders ko nanga krke jeebh ghuma raha tha . Wo bas mujhe pkdke apni gaand rub kr rhi thi .Fir maine use niche lita diya and me uske upar chadh gaya . Uska kurta uthake . Uske bra k uprse uske boobs dabane laga . Wo ankheing band krke moan kr rhi thi.Maine uski braa hatayi and uske nange boobs. One thing i will advise you, buy a clothes horse, wouldn't do to hang any of the stuff in the trunk out on your washing line, tongues would wag even if you had a wife who wore them. The women in this street wouldn't know sexy underwear if they saw it and personally i'd have no desire to see any of THEM model it, you on the otherhand?" I left my statement unfinished and carried the trunk up the two flights of stairs to the loft which had been turned into a large bedroom with ensuite. I admired.