---Half an hour passed, and suddenly an unfamilar ball rolled into their court. Alex caught the ball and looked up, to find himself face-to-face with ...atthew. He appreciated the deepness of the other boys eyes, the sweet scent of manliness that he was exerting and the pinkness of his lips. He stared at the boy for several moments, which stretched into hours in his mind. "Can we have our ball back?" he asked. Each syllable was a private pleasure for Alex. "Sure." he handed Matthew it back.. See you in 5 xoxoBetween her messages and the porn, I’m sitting here with a giant tentpole sticking out of my pants. Not too long later, I hear some rustling coming from her kitchen.'She’s home!' I think to myself.She opens up the sliding door and comes out. She’s dressed in a tight white skirt that goes down to above her knees and she’s wearing a red blouse with the top two buttons undone, showing off her exquisite cleavage. Her long, silky black hair glistens in the sun.“Hey, stranger,” she. That opened a torrent ofquestions: How did it feel? Was she really asleep? Was I going tofuck her again? The answers were: great, I don't know for sure, and yesI hope so. By now all three of us were horney, so we decided to carefullyreturn to the living room for another peek. She was still in the same position, then I noticed a teltale sign, anempty wine glass on the table next to her. "Maybe she is passed out."I said, "let's go look." We walked outside and she didn't stir. Bynow my cock was. Her saree was worn slightly low hip so that it just hid her navel. She looked like an angel and knowing that soon she would be fucking like a slut aroused me, but I controlled myself. She had put on a mild perfume and slight makeup. I gently kissed her on her lips and left it at that.We had a simple breakfast of sandwiches and tea. And I sat down with the newspaper, while she busied herself with the cooking. Time passed, and Papa called once. Mom spoke curtly and gave short answers. “No he has.