Ye meri pehli story hai.Ye baat hai last year 2014 ke july mahine ki jab mein pune se mumbai return aaraha tha. Uss din bahot barish ho rahi thi. Mein... shyam 7 baje pune station se ac bus pakdi. Meri seat second last row mein thi. Meri piche ke seat khali the. Bus shuru hone ke phele ek married lady jiska naam shalini tha who mera opposite wale seat par beth gayi. Shalini ki umar 26 saal thi aur rang gora aur figure 34 30 34 tha. Usne saari pehni thi. Hare rang ki saari thi aur ke saath. She said she enjoyed giving me a lap dance, it wasn’t like other guys, she really liked it. It wasn’t just a job for the money she felt with me. I got her number in my phone. We started talking a bit, she asked me if I wanted to go to the strip club’s VIP room upstairs, I said sure. Very excited in my mind, but calmly said sure to not make an ass of myself. We got in the VIP room of the strip club, there was lots of ladies up there naked and hanging with other guys that were invited in the VIP. As I bathed his cock with my tongue it became rock hard even before I could get back to the head to direct it into my mouth. I began to move his hard dick in and out of my mouth using my tongue to flick at the underside of the head as I sucked. I gazed up at him with his cock in my mouth and caught his eyes just as his head was about to roll back. He stopped and kept his gaze locked on me as I bobbed back and forth on the hard shaft. He brushed a stray hair from my face and unpinned the. Within two weeks, his kidneys had failed completely, damaged beyond hope of recovery. Paul being Paul, he took the thrice-weekly dialysis treatments in his stride, but it soon became apparent that only a transplant could give him a shot at leading a normal life. Mum insisted we all take tissue-typing tests when she found out there was no way of telling how long he might wait on the transplant list,. With Dad ruled out because of blood pressure problems and Mum only a partial match, the obvious.