It was an occupation he was familiar with. Like a child he was a creature of simple pleasures.Out of sight, a Champagne cork popped and some women gig...gled.Bambi was resilient to flattery but not necessarily resilient to good looking boys. Roger was not a country bumpkin, he was good looking and had a nice round face with clear skin, thick dark slightly windswept hair and a lean physique. In fact he thought Roger was the probably the most gorgeous thirteen-year-old boy there had ever been since. I am 5.11 tall with a good athletic body and live in Delhi. The heroin of the story is a girl named Payal. She was a tall girl with height 5.11 and she looked like Sonakshi Sinha.This is a continuation of my Story “Great time with Payal”. It started from a casual hi hello to meetings and finally having a love making the session at her place in part II. After the last time, we spent at her place. We got very close and started spending more time with each other. We were always trying to make use. She said, can you fuck me in the hottub? I said sure. When she got out of the pool, you could see her naked in the moon light. The light gleamed off her beautiful skin. Her nipples were perked up. We got in the hot tub...In the hot tub, we continued to make out and touch eachother. She loved her nipples to be stimulated. So I licked them for a while. She was so horny. I was hard as it gets. I lifted her up and slowly put her down on my cock, she was facing me, I was balls deep in her, We were. In the dim light, I lightly rubbed my purse against my lady parts. I closed my eyes, walking slowly and carefully, trying not to trip, but stubbling occasionally. I pictured the bag as Zach's hand, rubbing me passionately, not out of lust, but out of love. I kept slowly brushing my bag between my legs, and only stopped when we reached the car. Zach, ever the gentleman, opened my door for me and helped me onto my seat. I pulled my door closed lightly, and ignored my seatbelt. I had better plans..