I shrugged and trapped a corn kernel with my fork so that I could send it weaving up and down and around the remnants of my mashed potato.Apparently L...roy couldn’t interpret my shrug because he kept on talking at me.“First you slam the door in my face, then you hide in your room and now you give me the silent treatment. I don’t know what I did to piss you off like that.”“Hey, cous,” said Mira from her place across the table, “if the dork is bugging you then punch him in the stomach. That’s what. . He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about how he become a Sugar Daddy of Two familiesMaanvi and Rupali started to give him food every alternate month as he got stomach upset due to outside food for long and on one fine morning when she went there to give him morning Coffee on seeing his erect 9 Inch cock while he was asleep and she was lured into sucking it and then while bathing she fell in bathroom and Montu Kumar treated and helped her and then. Then he pushed me to the wall and insert his tongue into mine. Our tongues were twisted without any time.Saliva was exchanging, and my fingers were in my hair. His chest was crushing my boobs, and his palms were locked my palms. He was pushing me towards the wall, and my boobs were crushing.We both kissed for around 5 minutes. Then he whispered that “Trust me! you will be treated like a whore.”Me: Waiting.Then he started kissing my earlobes, cheeks, and chin. Then he dropped my Pallu. Since I. I looked up at him and smiled. I rubbed my hands together again. ‘As I was saying, this stuff here heats up when it comes in contact with membrane.’ I smiled even bigger and held my hand directly under his beautiful cock that just happen to be pointing straight out of his body. ‘May I?’ I asked and he looked at me very puzzled. ‘You mean I’m going to have to give hand jobs, too?’ He said worriedly. ‘No,’ I assured him. ‘But this was not supposed to be in my box of oils and now it’s on my hand,.