Our sex life wasn't anything to write home about either. He never considered my feelings or my needs, it was always him first, well that was about to ...hange for me.After moving out, and moving back home with my mom and my brother, I got a job, started hanging out with a few friends and basically took things as they came.I had recently found a stack of porn dvd's in my brother's room when I was looking for something else. I was kind of shocked but I wasn't surprised, and I took a couple of them. Seriously." Hmmm!!" He said, letting my cock momentarily slip out of his mouth, and smiling, he added: "That's exactly what I want!"So, as that chilly night rain fell steadily there in Rome, Georgia, Oscar and I, snug and warm in his living room, were largely oblivious of that; and all that mattered to either of us in that moment, was the impending orgasm and rush of my blood-warmed sperm that Oscar obviously wanted from me.I warned him of my approaching ejaculation, but that merely inspired. I waited. Another fives minutes dragged by. Maybe he was appreciating the empty showers on a slow night, enjoying the water. Or maybe he’d fallen asleep in the sauna. That had happened before. Or, since Eric hadn’t told him, maybe he didn’t realize we were closing early and had decided to move through an unnecessarily lengthy bathroom routine entirely inappropriate for a public shower.I grabbed the phone from the rack and headed toward the locker room. I wanted him out before someone else. “Sorry, the network is weak, why don’t you call later tonight?” she said as Prof Jayant giggled silently.“Hmm…fine,” said Ajay and he ended the call. Hundreds of miles away in his home, he frowned and wondered whether the sound he had heard before the call ended was that of a kiss.“Are you mad?” laughed Induja as she again hit him gently and playfully.Prof Jayant was kneeling now on the bed, and as he prepared to reply, he made her turn around and show her ass to him. She was flat on her.