Mai masti mai chaya hua tha kuch bhi khas nehi hua but dost believe me first incidence tha so mera masti satwe asmaan pai tha .Bus abhi mera najar pad... mere samne khada bande pai ,mujhe laga use doubt ho raha hai . I am conscious now .Maine uska haat hata dia ,lekin wo pphir haat laga raha tha,mujhe laga sala mujhe phasa dega .Mai age badh gaya driver sit ke najdik and wohan pe khada ho gaya .Wohan se dekha banda kya kar raha hai.Wo wohin pe khada raha gaya .Agee nehi badha use bhi sayad doubt. She didn’t speak. She cried quietly as she worked on him. Tears leaked out of her eyes and dribbled over her cheeks. She sniffed occasionally and bit down on her lower lip when it started to quiver. When she was finished she dried him carefully with a hotel towel and had him lie down on her massage table holding a damp washcloth to the wound on his face. She picked up the hotel phone and spoke quietly into it in Italian. He couldn’t be bothered trying to understand what she was saying, he was. As he walked up the stairs in front of me I felt his ass through his undies, God I was hard. We went into his unkempt bedroom and was soon in each other’s arms snogging again, his hand rubbing my cock and me doing the same. Another minute went by and I broke apart, stepped back, and pushed my undies down, my 6” stood up like a flagpole.I laid down on my side across the width of the double bed and said “You go round the other side” he walked round and pushed his undies down, he was a little. “Frankly, I need everything. I’ve never owned a suit, now I need a suit, and I have no idea what size I am.” He laughed at that.“Well I can certainly help you out with that. If you would just follow me, we can do some measurements in the back.” He led me into an octagonal room behind the main one where there were three mirrors side by side, three closets opposite them, a stool against the wall opposite the door, and a small platform in the middle where I guessed I was to stand, which I did.