Unka pani pura mere muh me le liya.Shweta se maine mera Lund muh me lene ko kaha. Unhone pehle na kaha fir thoda bolne par maan gayi.Shweta- oh nik. M...ine pehli bar Lund chusa hai aur mujhe maza aya.Ab ye Lund meri chut mei dal do. Maine apna Lund unki chut par rakha aur dhire dhire karke pura andar daal dia.Shweta- Jis tarah tum sex kar rahe ho waise maine sapne mei bhi nai socha tha. Tum sach mei bohot sensational ho. Aur chodo mujhe. Bade pyar se chodte ho tum. Har aurat aisa he sex chahti. ‘You okay, baby?’ James asks, looking a little worried.‘Oh, erm, I didn't even see you there. I'm fine babe,’ I say, as I look away from Michael to James. Another message pops up.‘I'm coming over, I can see you uncontrollably wriggling around and can almost see the cogs turning in your head... stop mind fucking me,' Michael says playfully. Oh shit, is all I can think. I can feel my cheeks getting redder and redder and my pussy getting so moist. If he sits down next to me, I will have to excuse. Come in, please!"He was polite but very openly looked me up and down, making desirousfaces.I smiled, enjoying being looked at, took a deep breath raising mybreasts, and clicked my heels into the hallway.As he closed the door, I returned the favor, looking him up and down.He was a handsome Asian man, with a distinguished look. I'm not a bigcelebrity hound, but I did think I'd seen him on television. He waslate 50's to early 60's, some gray in his coifed black hair, and wearinga black silk. I found myself writing poetry and love letters never sent to Jeremy, andespecially to James! Mmm...Admittedly, my dreams about gazing at hard penises and shirtless menwould get me really turned on, but I didn't know what to do about it.These dreams just made me feel different, and I was plenty tired of that.(Suddenly I remembered how I felt at summer camp, how I was 11 in just myswim trunks and that camp counselor guy just kept staring at me and mybody. He made me blush and feel really.