"Thanks, M. Bertuccio," said the count, springing lightly up the three steps of the portico; "and the notary?" He is in the small salon, excellency," ...eturned Bertuccio."And the cards I ordered to be engraved as soon as you knew the number of the house?" Your excellency, it is done already. I have been myself to the best engraver of the Palais Royal, who did the plate in my presence. The first card struck off was taken, according to your orders, to the Baron Danglars, Rue de la Chaussee. ” Needless to say, the next day was a very long one. I had always tried to get something useful out of the convention sessions, but this time I found it hard to concentrate. I kept drifting off into thoughts of cum gushing from Ken’s big dick, and fantasies about what I might find that night. Once I spotted Ken in the hallway talking in low tones to a red-haired guy, and I found myself wondering whether he was one of the Bi Guys and what he looked like naked. I suddenly got hard, and I had to. He put his hands on his hips and gave them a stern look. “Take your clothes off,” Kevin said. “C’mon, Amy is not going to make like a moth and eat through the cloth. Drop yer drawers.”The two just sat there. Kevin motioned for Tim to stand up. When Tim didn’t move Kevin put his hands in Tim’s armpits and lifted. Tim stood up.“Do you need me to pull your pants down?” Kevin asked, which made Amy laugh. Tim undid the button of his jeans. When he didn’t unzip Kevin reached out to do. Not keeping you waiting for long, I would jump on the story. I moved to Hyderabad recently due to my job requirement and was getting bored here like hell as the place was new and I was not much familiar with the city. So I was not going out a lot but soon, the boredom made me get back to my hobbies to pass my time. I am a photographer by hobby and I love it. Though I was not completely settled in the new place, I still tried to spend some time with my camera to live what I always wanted.So, on.