A bag filled with some small grain like rice, slightly warm and not uncomfortable, but sealing my eyes closed with no chance of a stray flicker of lig...ht impinging on my sight. I could see the burst of colors behind my eyelids that always accompanies pressure on the eyes—mostly reds and oranges with tinges of blue fading into the black at the edges. Gradually the color subsided and there was no signal sent to my optic nerve at all.Again, I felt her breath on my face as she leaned near my ear. I. He felt her hands unfastening his jeans and when she asked he stood up, allowing her to push his trousers and underwear down. His cock sprang free to slap against his stomach as he pulled his shirt off.Beth allowed her robe to fall from her shoulders as her naked son stood before her, reaching out she kissed his swollen cock-head before allowing it to slip between her lips. She licked the velvet cock-head as it slid into her mouth before allowing it to slip free. Tilting her head she licked and. It was to be expected. He was newly divorced and had just moved to a town an hour and forty-five minutes away from home. He decided to call home and have a chat with his boys. But being that they were now both teenagers; they were way too busy to talk to their dad on a Friday night. 'What does a thirty-nine year man with few friends do on a Friday night?' he thought to himself."I'll go for a run," he said out loud.John had already been to the gym earlier that day before work but he still had. I would like to keep my experiences to this site and my self only. I do not wish to sound rude, but enjoy sex, however that is not my profession guys. So learn to respect this please. Now coming to my experience at Malsej Ghat, some 100 to 150 odd KMS from Mumbai. This is story of me with my friends Nitin and Snehal. Actually speaking, we were a group of 24 college friends who all had hired a bus and had left for Malsej Ghats on one rainy morning. As there were a couple of seats short, I let.