Out to my friends, family and relatives no fear of the social structure so no issues here.Here is a true life incident that happened to me when I was ...ravelling in the train from Ahmedabad, Gujarat to Ludhiana, Punjab. I travel for work often and my destination this time happens to be Punjab. Love going there as the men are so handsome and sexy, tall, bearded and turbaned, hugely endowed and amazing lovers and fuckers. They have the fuck power of a truck and can fuck u for an entire night. I glanced down. "Ooops!" I said for the second time. My dressing gown was gaping, and my left breast was partially uncovered, revealing my nipple, which I realised was quite hard. My gown must have slipped happened when I yanked the covers off the bed. It was his turn to stare."Mmmm, Nice tits Mum!" he declared."I'm sorry! what did you say?" I explained, shocked...but if truth be told excited by his words. "You heard." he laughed sitting up. "Seriously you really do have amazing tits for. 62 milimeter?”“Sure thing, Mason. Give me a minute,” he replied. The man turned and went through a door behind him. A minute later, he came out holding a small rectangular box, and an even smaller cylinder. He set them down and typed something on a tablet. When he was done, he looked up at Mason. “Mana pulse, please.”Mason raised his hand and sent a mana pulse at a small device on this side of the glass.“Perfect,” Derick said. He picked up the box and cylinder, put them in a small compartment. ” Craig smiled. “No, not really. It’s just for fun. You’ll have noticed that there are quite a few boats here. There is Aristotle Travel, that’s us of course; and there is Artemia with their three boats, and there is Singles Sailing and they have five boats. All male I think Mike? Yes. I think they’re a sailing club and a business doing bonding stuff. We have this race every month. It is optional, I stress that, but we all race to Tongar Bay. So about two or three hours. We all eat in a big.