Ab zyada time na bigadte hue me story pe ata hu ek story pichhle week ki hai. Me surat me rehta hu meri height six feet aur athletic body hai dance ke...kaaran achchi energy aur body bhi flexible hai. Jese apko maloom hai navaratri ki taiyari surat me 1st may so chalu ho gayi hai aur kai jagah pe classes khul gaye hai to mene business ke liye sms shoot karwaye ki agar kisi ko personal ya private ma garba sikhna hai to mera contact kare. Last to 10 din pahele ek call aya ki sir aap personal. I glanced at Mom wondering if I should say something but to my surprise she had already put two and two together as she watched me wriggling in my chair."Time for your first session?" she asked as I noticed a slight flush wash across her cheeks.No point delaying the inevitable. I looked down at my clasped hands and nodded.Mom put her coffee down and went to the bench where I had put the white bag. She came back and put the plastic container down in front of me. She didn't say anything as she. ”A Long Time Ago: VegetariansOnce my affinity for paganism had been revealed, Annabel used it as one more tool to manipulate me. One day she would mock me and suggest that Bill and I go off to dance in the woods together. The next day she would have made up some bizarre sex ritual in which I was supposed to worship a goddess by eating a banana out of her cunt. I frankly didn’t know what was going to meet me when I got home from work. She could be sweet and sexy or an absolute harridan.We either. Their looks excited the exhibitionist in me.By the time we stepped onto the mattress my friend’s cock had risen upwards to his belly. The drawn back foreskin revealed a red knob. I judged I could easily cope with his size. Good!I lay on my back on one side of the mattress, aware that we might have to share the space. I spread my legs. No doubt the audience had a great view of my gaping gash. My friend straddled my body. I reached up and bent his hard tool towards my mouth. I ran my tongue over.