I run my hand down my chest, feeling the defined abdominal muscles highlighted by my tanned olive skin, that I prided myself upon for achieving over t...e summer spent in the sun with a daily workout routine ; my hand continued to move further down, brushing against the trail of pubic hair leading to my waistband, my thumb hooked inside pulling on it as I looked down into my pants. I was endowed with a large cock for my age, it was surrounded by a trimmed amount of brown hair, and was worshiped. .mad fully deep….looking like a glowing sun. Oh god…finally I saw her thoppul…but she was not aware about her navel display….she was concentrating on buying vegetables…I was badly tempted to tease her navel…but I could not. I slowly touched my cock over my pant and enjoyed the moment.After buying the things…she turned and asked me shall we go…she was in hurry because her daughter was sleeping in the house. Now…her deep navel was open to the market people. But I don’t have the courage to see all. In the lab she kept it up and under a net, but for meetings and after work she let it flow loosely, below her waist. I'm sure I would have made a fool of myself, but she was returning to Wuhan, which I learned was the most populous city in Western China, with over eight million residents. Wuhan University was just over a century old. Before she left, I gave her a copy of Shattuck's Taxonomic Catalog of Ant Subfamilies. She shyly gave me a copy of Chou Io's A History of Chinese Entomology. I was. It was a scorching May afternoon, and I was in no mood to go out. Then I remembered my friend Raj was home from school, too. Raj was an Indian boy who is my best friend. I decided to amble over to his house, hoping we'd think of something to do together. I locked the house and ran the short distance to his house. Nevertheless, I was sweating from the blazing heat by the time I entered his house via the garage door.The house stood cool and empty. I was about to call out to Raj when I heard a.