I am Sonika here from Surat, Gujarat. I am a regular not that handsome guy, aged 30. Still, single due to some of my internal fantasies. I am a busine...s man. I smoke and drink while sex.But in the world of sex, I am totally a different personality. I am a Bi-Sexual. Actually, you can call me a GAY a BOTTOM GAY. I am not choosy about age, body structure or religion. Just I find are thin cocks. I hate fat cocks. I have many experiences in my past from which 1 I have posted before the link is. The super-heated air was rich with the aroma of pine and filled with the constant chirping of cicadas. I followed Krissy along the trail.A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her long toned tan legs which riveted my eyes as she moved forward. Her short denim skirt lifting with every stride to reveal a tantalising glimpse of thigh or buttock.I could feel that special kind of warmth building between my own thighs along with the accompanying moistening of my pussy. I know, even though I was slick. She had a droll sense of humor that belied her clothing, which was always conservative and covered by the company smock. She had an easy laugh, but a shy smile. And Lonnie liked it when she would touch him on his arm sometimes as she spoke. Occasionally they would flirt with each other, both figuring there was no harm and nothing would come of it. Just a little innocent fun.“Are you really married, or do you just wear that ring to keep guys from hitting on you?” Lonnie kidded with her one. ’ ‘Oh thanks. What about nude, say between my bedroom and the bathroom?’ ‘No problem.’ ‘What about when you are in residence?’ Ryan steadied himself not wishing to say he couldn’t was to get a big eyeful of her upper structure. Something told him to reply aggressively. ‘Are you trying to get me hard?’ Poor Maggie. She didn’t know which way to turn and so she confessed. She said it had been in her mind to work up to that slowly but knew first she had to ascertain his attitude. ‘My attitude.