Paul had just introduced himself after twice cumming in my mouth. He said “Sorry, how rude of me to not have offered you a drink. For the record you...don’t need to suck someone off to get a drink, but it certainly breaks the ice”.“Breaks the ice”, I replied, “I think we just did that with a nuclear-powered ice breaker”.Paul pointed to the kitchen and said “Let’s go see what we’ve got”. I stopped him and asked him to put the thong back on. I wanted to see his soft cock tucked inside it and the. Basic office tasks werenearly impossible. Holding up my scheduling book in front of me in orderto read it, I browsed my planner to confirm that I had no otherobligations, beside the two client meetings, and a therapy appointment.I had seven phone-calls to make, to schedule new appointments for nextmonth. But as long as I finished my calls by 5 PM, I had no specifictimes for making them. My therapy would end at 2:30. I would be backhome before 3 PM. So I'd have time for one more 3-hour lockup,. "With that, she opened her car door and I did the same. I removed my fingers from her steamy twat and we both exited the car. She got to the door to the house with me immediately behind her. As she inserted her key into the lock, I lifted her dress and ran my hands up the inside of her thighs to her very damp center. She moaned and paused as the unlocked the door. With my other hand, I reached up and took a handful of her silky brown hair and tilted her head to the side."When was the last time. I’m Mr.Patel from Mumbai. I’ve been here on this wonderful website since a year and was curiously waiting for this day when I will be posting my own sex story.About me, I’m the twenty-two-year-old guy from Mumbai. Average body and Indian complexion. I’m sorry I don’t know the size of my tool because I never measured it. What I feel is satisfaction is a mental element rather than physique one.So, the sex story begins with my family trip to Uttarakhand which is a very popular state for a tour of.