The next time I met kiran ( bunty’s wife ) it was at a relatives place and that day i looked at her differently . I was comparing her and myself , t...inking what in me must have attracted bunty. Around twenty days went by and i required another pack of that creme , so i told bunty about it.He said he was about to come this side so he would bring the creme along. I agreed and bunty visited me . He hadn’t informed me of the exact time and day so i was sort of unprepared for him .I was wearing a. He caressed my nipples, first one than the other, stroking them erect.I think I moaned into his mouth. Everything became a blur after that. I remember sitting there one minute kissing him and the next I'm naked on the sofa under him with his large, hard cock sawing in and out of Rachael. He had such big muscles and it felt great letting him fuck me.Like Steve, he made me come before he did and when he rolled off of me, I was sweaty and panting. I watched as he got dressed and leaned over to. "Are you ready for this?" I don't know," I said. "Josh was going to call me last Sunday, but hedidn't. I haven't heard anything from him in a week and a half."Dad started laughing, which was unexpected. After a minute he calmeddown and explained himself. "I was asking if you were ready for theconcert, not about your boy troubles." Oh," I blushed. I had been so worried about the lack of contact fromJosh and the prospect of seeing him again that I hadn't even thoughtabout what his question really. But, as he pointed the Chevy's hood toward New York, he knew he would have some time to think about it, if for no more reason than to get his mind off the book he was writing, which still lacked so much as a working title.Clearly there were some lessons to be learned from the two musicians, although Dave wasn't quite sure what they were or how they would apply to the question. While he had spent years reading books on a computer screen and editing onscreen, a big part of him still preferred to.