Kaam khatam hote hi usako jaana tha par o serial ke bahane ruk gayi mira aur pakiza serial dekhane lage mai bhi tha mira ne yahi mauka dekh ke pakiza ...se kaha ki tum serial dekho mai ati hu mira ne room mai aa keMuze kiss karana chalu kiya aur bolane lagi ki muze abhi chudavana hai usane muze pura nanga kiya aur o mera lund chatane lagi mera lund khada ho gaya fir o boli ki mai pakiza ko bhagake aati hu aur tum aise hi rahana oPakiza ke paas gayi aur use boli ki ye pili file bhaisaab ke paas. It took a bit of convincing to call but I was able to talk myself into it. Again my luck held and he was home. His name was Gord. He was taller than I, slightly balding, slim and sort of cute. As we talked I realized that Gord was just an ordinary guy, gay but down to earth. Why had I expected less? Preconceived ideas? I am not certain but I am glad I was wrong. We made plans for me to meet him at his work the next time I was in the city. A couple of weeks went by and although Gord was not my. " I pretend to look embarrassed, but inside my heart is pounding and my pussy is hungry. "Well, ok then," I say, shyly. “So... you just want me to take my skirt off?” “Well...yes, but I will also need you to remove your panties as well,” he replies, “just so I can examine you”. “Oh...ok”, I say, almost in a whisper. I stand up hesitantly and, as the doctor looks on, I unclip my miniskirt and place it on the chair. He gives a small cough, as I then bend to take of my sandals. Finally, I hook my. Jenny said, "You like?" looking over her shoulder with a smile at her stunned lover."God!" Jim said again, starting to take another drink from his empty glass. His hands were shaking."I think dinner is ready," Jenny said, taking Jim's hand and leading him to the dinning room.The table was set for two. There was a white tablecloth and lit candles in the middle.As soon as Jim and Jenny sat down, Katie returned with a bottle of red wine. She poured Jim a glass, making sure she bent over in an.