It’s better we meet on a Sunday. I can’t stay till 8 in the night. And I leave it up to you make sure the other guy is as good as you.Me:- Cool I�...�ll book a room and we’ll meet at the hotel directly on Sunday at 12 pm and have fun till 8 in the night.Swati:-That sounds good, so its a deal.Immediately I texted one of my ISS readers whose name is Nitish. He is 20 years old college student. He is 5ft 10 inches tall, average built, good-looking guy with a 7 inch dick. I told him about the plan and. It goes in so easily and with it comes a new sensation. After a couple thrusts, Rob stops and withdraws. He steps off the bed and grabs my ankles and pulls me toward him. He gets my ass close to the edge of the bed, props me up on another pillow, lifts my legs and spreads them wide. He then moves his hands down to the back of my knees, pushes them toward me, and eases himself forward. Rob lowers himself and artfully positions his engorged cock against my upturned asshole and slowly eases. " Then why...?" Red asked, again."...I had a thought, when I saw you being squeezed to death. I thoughtthat if I let you die here, I really would be the monster everyoneclaims I am."Red stared at the wolf in silence, unsure what to make of this.Eventually, she pushed herself up to her feet, and walked back towardthe clearing's edge."I'll be back tomorrow," Red promised, turning her head to get one lastlook at the wolf."You really will die next time, you know." ...No I won't."Whether or not the. She handed me the box and went back to her room.Dinner was basically a silent affair. Not much talking. And as usual, the food was edible, but that was about it. I decided that since I had nothing else to do in January, I was going to teach myself how to cook. Dad was pretty good, but didn’t cook very often. I’d have to check cookbooks and ingredients and see what I could make. I’d cook for myself only the first time. But maybe I could do Thursday dinners when my parents were out.I dreaded.