There's no point, I would not win anyway. He stands holding my arms, keeping me upright. Neena bends down and straps my ankles to a metal bar – a le...g spreader. My ankles aren't held very far apart, just far enough to stop me bringing my legs together.She gets up and opens the bag she brought in with her.I start to squirm – this is going to be it. This is my punishment coming. They are going to hurt me with something. The man holds me all the tighter. Despite all the bodybuilding, I have done,. We found a common interest in jazz, andbefore the evening was out, strengthened by the beer I drank, I asked herif she wanted to go to a jazz club with me in the town, and was delightedwhen she accepted.She took off her raincoat when we sat down, and draped it over the chairback between us. As we moved about, I got opportunities to feel the bluematerial without (I assumed) her noticing my interest. When we finallyleft the bar, I held the mac for her to put on, and as we walked back toour digs. I could not place the surroundings…it could be in someone’s home…it did not look like a motel room. Tom was meticulously folding and stacking his clothes as he disrobed. I could hear Suzanne’s voice in the back ground but she was off camera and I could not make out what she was saying.Tom turned to face the camera and then appeared to turn to face Suzanne’s off screen voice. I had not seen Tom naked since college…when we often went to the gym together…The culture at our college was open showers. Fir usne kaha suhana pls muje bhi ak bar karne dogi .ise ..suhana ne kaha sorry meri jan ye mera pyar he tumko sab dikhne ko mila vahi hamara pyar he varna me itna bhi nahi hone deti ..pooja ne kaha thik he ..itne me suhanaVese hi mere pass ay or lund thoda dhila dekh kar socha abhi dhila lund mooo me kesa lage ga soch ke moo me chus ne lagi or uspar jo bund thi use chat li or udhar pooja bund dhund ke pi rahi thi ..itne me mera lund ye sab dekh kar jos me aya mene socha ak to ye first time kar.