”Ads in 70 characters or less were free. User ID had to be short. A $5 deposit was required so that I could respond to responses to my ad. $0.50 eac... response.Speaking to myself: Z, you can write a free ad. My login had to be short. I will be known as Z3. Those responding to ads had to pay. Contact sharing was not allowed on BS&O ads. That’s how they made their money. Ads were free. Responding to an ad cost money. ($0.50 for meet & greet info; $2.50 for phone numbers or email addresses in. He brushes his lips and nose against the nape of my neck and I feel the stubble on his jaw, the luxurious sensation of skin against skin.We continue like that for what seems like a while, then we turn to face one another. I'm still too shy to make eye contact but I smile in the general direction of his face, noticing the dark hair and eyes. I need a few surreptitious glances to be sure: How does he look? Pretty cute, actually. He puts his hand on my neck, in my hair, and brings his face close. Hearing our words, she wriggled her butt on the carpet and kissed at us. She looked desperate for more attention and we were both pleased to provide it! Ranjan was amazed that my cock was still hard and it still throbbed out from my body, slapping against her belly.While I positioned myself between his wife’s outstretched legs and prepared to enter her, Ranjan began to roll his hard cock around Neeru’s stiff left nipple. Ranjan and I were still calling Neeru all the Names under the sun, telling. I could feel his hand on my bum, never with a fatherly pat, it was more of a grope, his finger seeking my buttonhole anus, through my cotton knickers, once probed, he like to rub. I had gotten good gifts and presents, so I let him have his little feel and just kept quiet about it, I knew he was touching me inappropriately, and with it, he had bought my soul, back then it meant nothing to me, besides, I sort of enjoyed the secret between us, and his passion for my bum.'Where are you k**s.