"Can I go up to my room and lay down and do it?"I nodded and then followed his cute butt up the stairs to his room. He does have a nice bod. For a bro...her. God, I wonder if he jacks-off to pictures of me?"Have you jacked-off looking at the pictures of me?" Why do you have to ask me that?" Have you?" Yes," he mumbled as he began rubbing up and down."Um, I need some lotion, it works better that way," and he reached over, got a bottle of hand lotion out of his bedstand drawer, squirted some on his. His chiseled face had a rugged look about it, one that said he did dangerous things often and liked them. His body was… Well… To die for! It was thick with corded muscles, but not those gross muscles you see on body builders. The kind that said he did hard work often. Broad shoulders tapered down to a flat stomach and narrow waist, and they sat upon long, lean legs that looked very powerful. ‘I, uhm, I guess so. Are you jumping today too?’ I asked him, stumbling over the words a bit and cussing. And on and on. I find it little wonder that no other cases are recorded, the luck piled atop luck must be be­yond rare.”I guess I was pretty lucky, too. I think how much poorer my life would have been. I can’t imagine not being with Hugo.Finally George gets around to the key question. “Why me?” he asks. “Why choose me for your, I don’t know, your coming-out party? I’m a long way from top of my field, I’m still young, there are a lot better qualified people.”“It is because of your lecture that. They might have been big but they were firm. I squeezed both melons as Priya went up and down my bone. Yes, Priya was practically screaming to be fucked. I brought my ass up and I tried to stretch her tiny pussy with my meat.After some minutes I flipped Priya over onto her back. I pushed her legs her chest and I fed her my cock. I had my dick buried as far as it would go. I never heard a woman crying out and begging for cock like Priya was doing.“Fuck me Uncle Nishanth!” She kept telling me.I.