Bas thoda tv dekh raha tha.Maa : kya khaya bolo?Mein : meine pizza order kiya tha. Aapka party kaysa tha?Maa : rahullll…. Kitni bar bola hai pizza a...nd all not good for heath. It’s waste mayda and chees.Mein : no mom wheat crust tha no mayda no chees burst.Maa : ok that’s good, papa ka koi call aaya tha kya?Mein : no mom kyu?Maa : bass ayse hi, ek fevour doge?Mein : haan bolo mom.Maa : mein ayse dress me gayi thi ye kisi ko batana mat specially tumhare papa ko ok.Mein tab sure ho gaya ki haan. They lingered there for a bit, moved on to the thighs and inner thighs, and finally the glutes. Dr. Sharma takes out her phone, clicks a picture of me (almost stark naked) and asks me to flex – “I’ll send this picture to my son. Maybe he takes up fitness and gyming seriously then”, she said.I move into the shower only to find that the water supply is closed on Sunday. I walk back out in a towel and t-shirt to inform. “We’ll arrange something”, promptly Dr. Sharma spoke. In less than a second,. I reverted back to jerking off ... a lot.I did have something bizarre happen to me that fall. You can't make this stuff up. I was getting too old for peeping in windows anymore. I was afraid what would happen if I ever got caught. I was over eighteen now. I could get in serious trouble if caught watching girls through their bedroom windows. But, I figured that Sarah Jones was probably still parading around her bedroom dressed only in panties and bra. He bedroom window was in the rear of the. There she was, on her knees as the water cascaded off her forehead, and trickled down her pretty face. My toes twitched and curled as she continued to stroke my erection with her tongue. Feeling I was about to erupt at any moment, I yanked her off and ordered her to bend over. She gave a lustful grin, biting her bottom lip as she complied with my order. I walked up behind her, engulfing her with my six foot three inch frame. She moaned out loudly and her body trembled as I teased her by rubbing.