Tab uske baad usne bola ki chalo kahi baithte he. Samne ek coffee sope me jake bethaa or hum donoo ek sathh coffee pine laage. Tabhi hum logo ne apnaa... phone number exchange kor liya thaa. Fir us din kaa kahani usi me khatam. Jate jate bol gaya ki uskaa miscl kaa wait koru me.Mene to uske bare me batanna hi bhul gaya tha. Uskaa naam he pori name changed, Umraa sayad 35 ke aaaspaas hi hoga.. dekhene me colour uski gouri he. Jayda whight nahi he. Figure mast he lekin uskaa 36- 32- 38 hogaa mere. I knew I could not hold back any more and was going to explode within seconds.My cock began jerking and spurting as her mouth frantically worked on it. I began loudly groaning and became very vocal although I kept sucking on her clit to make sure she had a good orgasm. Then she lifted her face up off my cock and became very vocal. Her hand was continuing to jack my cock causing the last few spurts to shoot in the air and on her face. We were overcome with our orgasms and didn't move after our. The men in my barracks began inviting me out to the clubs whenever they went out. I was not eighteen, but no one ever asked for my ID. The first night I went out with them, we drove about thirty miles to a club called the Straight Jacket. The place was packed and loud. The four of us had gotten a table near two girls sitting by themselves. After fifteen minutes, we mentioned to each other they were not dancing with anyone. We were all debating to go and ask them to dance but I was not waiting. I'm close to my son and have a great relationship to him, father and friend, and thanks to all the hard work I've put in at the office, I was able to send him to the college of his choosing. I've been lonely for almost two decades, but I'd never been alone, that is until 5 months ago when Harper left for college. While he was only a couple miles away attending state university, he was still no longer a part of my daily life. I missed him like crazy. I never realized that I depended on him as.