Just then we saw one of the beggars peek from under his blanket. In normal circumstances this would be worst sight for us but in the shivering cold, e...en his raggedly blanket appeared super comfortable and cosy. But I don't think we wanted to share his blanket. Instead, he extended his hand out and offered as a sip of his rum which he had been drinking straight from the bottle.I was a bit hesitant as the beggar looked...well... like a beggar. He was about 60 years old and his hair was unkempt. Marion noticed and commented, "Samantha has a great body doesn't she?"“Yes, she does. How many sports does she participate in?”"Just two, she balances that with a 4.0 GPA, plus helping me with our charity along with training for that competition. She placed first in her age group when she was in the sixteen-year-old grouping. The competition is tougher now that she's eighteen. I think she'll slow down a bit once she gets to college." Marion grinned sarcastically."I wish her luck; I've. I have been born and bought up here. I am a graduate and working in the capacity of a consultant. I am not comfortable sharing my dick size etc like other guys do here so sorry for that but yes I can say I am well endowed. Oh and your mails are welcome on . Ok so now if I got your attention, I’d like to start with my incident. It is sort of a thrill to narrate it to the Indian audience here. Anyway, this was during my high school days. I was just above 18 then. Now I am no hot stud but. There was some light from a small window, but otherwise, it was quite dark.Both of us were naked in no time. He came very close to me, and took hold of my cock, already getting rigid. Then, with his other hand, he slapped his much softer cock against mine. It was light enough for me to see his smile, it being abundantly clear that he could do as he liked with me."You seem so submissive, and yet you make it very clear what you want. I love it," he volunteered. As his own cock began to harden, he.