Now in his forties he had married four times but none had lasted more than a couple of years. His constant travelling and lack of fame had been too mu...h pressure.Generally he enjoyed being his own person. Always something of a loner he never was much of a mixer and, frankly, he thought most of the people in the music industry were too far up themselves to bother with.Mostly it was, listen to the tapes, do the gig, and slip back home to hang out on the deck overlooking the ocean. He didn't even. Our conversation was likeMe:hi.Swathi: hmmmMe: sorry I didn’t mean to push you like that, but due to this crowd I can’t stand properlySwathi: yes its unusual crowd, its because of the rain.Me: so id card says that we both are studying in the same college. I’m Alex from 1st-year civil dept and your name is Swathi isn’t it??She: yeah it me.During this conversation that train stopped due to some technical problem, everyone stared to freakout. It’s common because it was a rainy season.Swathi:. He licked up and down the slit, occasionally flicking her clit. Angie fondled her tits, squeezing and pulling at the nipples until they stood proudly erect.Ian stood up then lay back on the bed, hand grasping his 9 inch cock, slowly wanking.Angie knelt above him, her knees at the level of his knees, 2 fingers thrusting in and out of her shaven cunt, juicing it up nicely. She noticed a pearl of pre-cum on Ian's cock, so leant down and licked it off. She moved up Ian's body and stuck her tongue. Jones. Whatever happened to democracy and equality. You get to go galivanting off back to bed with Dr. Dish, and I get sent to my room and forbidden from being allowed to play with my new toy.”Sue carried on looking straight ahead as the people started coming through from the luggage area. “Honey, you started it. And anyway, I never said I believed in democracy and equality. As far as I’m concerned, we’re living in a female autocracy where I say ‘jump’ and you say ‘how high’. Capeesh?”I loved.