A fixed gaze, almost a trance seems to be placed the depth of your features. I smile back at to you and see if you acknowledge it, in which you do. Yo... motion your head in approval and I turn to meet his lips once more.My cock throbs and swells in my jeans, I ache to feel all of him now. It feels so wrong to think such things as they run through my head, and I can't help but feel it is so right and erotic that it could be felt emitting from the both of us. I allow my hands to roam and move over. I lived in Bhopal and used to go to Shamsher Singh ,my professor for tut ions at his house ,i used to go there in the afternoon along with my friend Sneha.It so happened one day that Sneha was not feeling well and when i reached prof. residence ,i came to know that his wife and son had gone to Punjab. Prof.Shamsher was a well built Punjabi with broad shoulders,6 feet height and fair complexion.I secretly had a crush on him. I always knew that he had an eye on me and that day even I was feeling. Mein ek dum se uth ga aur gurpreet ki sister ko pakad kr jor se lipkisss krne lga….wo ekdum se dar gye…to maine sb kuch sach sach bta diya k maine chai change kr d thi…..to wo muskurane lgi…wo neend mein thi tahi maine gurpreet ko khinnch kr apni goddi mein biha liya arr uske boobs prees krne lga wooooow 36-30-36 honge…..bht mzza aa rha tha tabhi usne kha k plz mujhe jo bhi krna hai kr lo bt uski sister k sath mat kru….to maine kha k theek hai…..usne mere jeans uar d and mere land ko apne hath. I was still trying in vain to maintain the pretense of cleaning the trimmings off his crotch, but he had thrown caution to the wind, was leaning back and really enjoying having his cock stroked.As recently as 20 minutes earlier, I had never touched another man's cock before, and here I was, actually considering putting the biggest one I had ever seen in my mouth. I gently blew the last couple of stray hairs off the head of his cock. He gasped. His cock was throbbing in my hand. "Dude will you.