I hope you have read my previous story” love making on onam vacation”.All your comment and feedbacks were nice …It was all your love and care wh...ch provoke me to write this story …Hope you all will enjoy…Forgive me if there is a grammar mistake …So let’s start….It was on last year new year eve …I was from a middle-class family.Basically from gods own country … we people in Kerala are seeing sex as a social taboo…Any way we people were strictly warned from our society when we use the word sex. So I asked Rohan to look into it. He just used to say that he will get it repaired but he didn’t.Since it was a sea-facing apartment in Versova, Andheri West (Mumbai, obviously), there was plenty of air coming through the window. So the need for an AC was also reduced. But Rohan being a guy from North India, required AC all the time.He used to work from home which meant that the ac in his room would run most of the time. When the electricity bill came, it was fucking Rs. 15k for a month! Rohan. I headed for the kitchen. Julie's Sunday lie-in when we hadn't got to get up for any reason was founded on a succession of cups of tea in bed. She claimed that she couldn't function without tea, but I already had my suspicions that she just liked the comfort of being brought a cup of tea in bed, and considered it a key part of being loved and cosseted!I've never minded. I like the feeling of Julie's body against mine as we chat, or just enjoy being together. Besides, quite often our Sunday. The top one I thought I could use to talk to the girl on the other side. (a rookie thought) The posting on the internet said to put my cock through which ever hole had a red ribbon in it. It was real dark on the other side and you couldn't see a thing through the holes. The bottom hole had a red ribbon sticking through it. I pulled down my pants down and stroked my cock a little to get it ready and then knelt on the floor and slowly put my arms through the arm holes and fed my seven inch cock.