Stuart's a big guy and, believe me, he's strong. I saw fear in his eyes and he mumbled, "No." That's good," said Matt. "'Cause if you do, next time wi...l be for real."From then on, I was hooked on Matt. All my life, I'd felt in total control around men. It's not my looks. I'm no great beauty, but most guys don't seem to notice. I'd like to think my eyes and smile are the reason. Maybe those do play a part, but mostly it's my butt and the fact I'm a total flirt.All that ended when Stuart beat me. My dad is a govt. Employee and mom is a housewife. She is 45 yrs old now. She is a bit voluptous now, after my young brother came in this world. My younger brother is almost 9 year younger to me. Before he was born my mom was as Beautiful as any of that time actresses. She belongs to a well to do family from Haryana.has been a student of delhi univ. With commerce as her majors. She was a state level Tennis player of her time. My oldest memories of my mom was of a vey fair young women with very. I bent over to get the washcloth and looked back at him. The vantage point was kind of amazing. I felt totally at his mercy. He looked at me with no aggression. His hands simply rested against my ass. I pushed back against him hard and kinda pushed at his thigh. He retracted and laughed. When he did I reached and grabbed the washcloth and he moved back against me. He was trying to push me forward to pay me back, but the angle being what it was, whether it was his plan or not I do not know, but. Part went this way, part that way and part another. All this time we chatted about the weather, the Olympics, etc. I had finished peeing and was just standing there stroking my cock while we talked and looked at each others equipment. When he was done peeing he squeezed the piss out of his foreskin with his thumb and fingers - darn I'd hoped he'd peel it back so I could see his knob - and then he shook it a time or two and put it back in his pants and zipped up. So I proceeded to do the same.