As I concentrated, I realized they were the smaller ones from motorcycles. Representing different states, they probably signified visits or visitors. ...uddenly, I knew where we were and it wasn't good. If I had been smart, I would have taken Carol by the arm and gotten out of there. Unfortunately, I didn't.While Carol was finishing the last few bites, the roar of motorcycles filtered through the door. Thirty or forty scruffy bikers followed the noise and the bar was filled. No one even spoke as. They asked him very intimate questions but for some reason everything was now different for him. He answered without embarrassment and in fact giggled and joked with them. They were envious of what he was about to get when he ascended the stairs in a few minutes. He described in detail how it felt to have his man's tool inside of him and the ecstasy of looking into his lover's eyes the moment he reached orgasm. The girls fluttered their eyes and were getting really hot. They finally asked to. On a seven-hour drive toward Bozeman, I needed a little relief because of a hard-on I had developed over the previous half-hour. Going through a town of probably a thousand people, I found a city park and pulled into what I thought was a quiet corner.I took a long look around to make sure I had privacy. Then I pulled out my cock and started to stroke with thoughts of long, dark-haired beauties in my thoughts. During my masturbation marathons, my fantasies usually start out with a beautiful. Hai. Aapko andaza b hogaya hoga wo dikhnay me kaisi hai.. Me hamesha usko chodnay k khuab dekta rehta. Hamari joint family thi to me roz hi usko dekhta or mooth lagata. Mene kabhi sex nahi kia tha isliay or ziada khuar tha us par.. Lekin wo kabhi muje us nigah sa na dekhti.. Wo parhnay wali larki thi. Lekin itna janta hun uska boy friend hai. Hua aisa k eik din saima or mere ghar walay ko shadi me jana tha. Wo neechay k floor par rehti hai or hum ist floor.. Jab muje pata chala k saima akeli.