"You don't look like you're fully enjoying this." he laughed. "Perhaps you need a little more encouragement. Have another drink. Or maybe you'd like ...omething stronger." I had noticed when I came in that the room smelled of marijuana. He got up and passed the a joint. As he brought it to my lips, he cupped my cock and balls in his other hand. He smiled. "You like that, yes? Perhaps you'd like me to stroke you for a while." I was somewhat repulsed by the thought of this but his touch had. But I never said anything about it I just as as discreetly as possible pushed it between my legs and help my leg together. Hoping he never noticed. On one occasion I had a drink before getting my massage so I was very relaxed and fell asleep. I heard myself snoring and it woke me up. I apologize to James and he said it's no big deal, it happens all the time. In fact is somewhat of a compliment to us. I didn't believe him, but thought it was nice of him to say. It was then that I realized my. “You’ll have to behave yourself if I’m to get this into the bottle.” “I’m sorry, just give me a minute.” She had the good grace to pretend that she had something to do elsewhere in the room but at one point she reached over to draw the blinds and my eyes were drawn to the pert outline of her backside. I can only lay the blame on the painkillers that had been pumped into me for, within seconds, I had a raging erection and was now overtaken by a newer, more desperate need. “My, you are a naughty. Hum log kheti barhi karte the aur khet main hi ghar main rehte the. Hamare pados wala ghar mere chacha ka tha.uski ek ladki thi jiski umar tub 18 saal ki thi. Dikhne main bahut sunder thi. Maine apni mousi ki ladki ko choda tha. Vo hamare paas ayei thi. Ek din mere chacha kok ladki jiska naam ranjeet hai meri mousi ki ladki kok baton baton main bata rahi thi ki mujhei rav bahut acha lagata hai. Meri mousi ki ladki ne mujhei batayia ke ranjreet apko pasand karti hai. Usi din sham kok meri mousi.