To maine raat ko unko call lagayi or vese bhi main unko sochte hue kafi bar masturbate karta rehta tha to mujhe unki bhut hi fikar lagi rehti thi to j...ab maine unhe call kiya to ek barr main unhone phone nahi uthaya maine socha so gye honge fir maine unhe dekha ki vo apni kitchen main hai to maine jab vo apne kamre main challi gyi to unhe call kiya or unhone phone uthaya or herani se kaha ki gaurav tum tumne kese call kari call karne ki kya zarurath thi mujhe bula lete hum vese hi bat kar lete. “Whatever…” she mumbled laying back further into the couch. Heading down to my room, I changed into something a bit more comfortable. As I undid my jeans, my cock quickly popped out from the real-life fantasy currently in play. I’m not monster in that department, but I’m still pretty far beyond average, coming in at just under 8 inches. I know my ex fucking loved it. Throwing on just some sweat shorts and a t-shirt, I made my way back upstairs to grab a glass of water. Trying to keep somewhat. ."She cut off me to tell me, "Yes, I know where Boston is, but she went to Boston to be with you and she isn't in Buenos Aires. Where are you calling from?" I'm calling from my hotel room; it's a local call."There was a heavy silence on the other side of the line, but I could hear heavy breathing before she softly asked me, "Do you know where she is?" Yes, but I can't speak on the phone. I need to talk to you personally and in private."I almost could hear Maria thinking, and then she said, "You. I was a wreck, and looked like shit. But the coffeehelped me pull myself together and I did the makeup, hair, and clothesas best I could. He drove me home with little conversation. I felt soused, cheap and ..... well "satisfied" is the appropriate word, all thetime he had a wide grin on his face. He didn't ask for my number and Ididn't ask for his, as I thought how could you just use me like that.He later thanked me for a fun tight, and under the safety of darkness Imade it unseen into my.