My description of glass had him shaking his head in disbelief - turning sand into something that you could see through? - especially when I said it wa... produced by melting sand mixed with some lime. The idea that this molten sand could also be blown to produce vessels for drinking out of or eating from had him scratching his head. My reputation for new ideas must have been getting round the camp however because he agreed to use some of his precious iron to manufacture the tools I had. "I'll have all night to use your mouth and ass again and again andagain." Mmmmm," I moaned."The real question is where I want to deposit my first load," he said."You're doing such a good job sucking my cock I almost want to blow itdown your throat." Mmmmm." Or perhaps I should shoot it all over your face and take pictures." Mmmmm-hmmmm!" Or I could plunge my cock balls-deep in your ass and shoot it all insideof you." As he said this his hand pushed against the buttplug again."Mmmmm-ohhhhh!!. Eventually he took me home, andwith a sigh, I went in leaving him panting on the front porch. In themorning mom was kind enough not to ask, until she saw the class ring ona chain around my neck. That's when I opened up and told her how I feltwhen Ken kissed me, touched me, and how I found myself wanting to domore, but did not."Well, all I can say is that all women feel the same at one time oranother Anya. The fact that you are a male makes it harder but notimpossible to make Ken happy that way.. To Manu bolne laga ki, “Are hum to aise hi baat kar rahe the. Yaar bura mat man yeh to normal male tendency hai. Ab itni achi cheeje dekhi hai tareef to karenge hi.” Aur woh chale gaye.Fir kuch din baad Christmas pe woh apne friends ko 2 friend (jismein ek pehle aa gaya tha) lekar mere ghar aya. Kyunki hum Christmas manate the(hum Christian nahi hai par phir bhi normally church jate the.) Aur mom ne us din western dress pehni hui thi – matlab jeans aur t-shirt.Woh sale tino mom ke boobe pe.