" Are you afraid you may be attracted to another man, Martin?" Eimile asked me with disappointment. "I thought you were more mature than that." I look...ed at her like my last friend had just turned on me."No, and if the four of you will let me speak I can explain myself," I said firmly. "It may not be what you want to hear and may not be logical to you but it's what I feel so there's damn little I can do about it. Are you willing to listen?" The four of them sat there with crossed arms as if. He sighed, turned and looked away from her. He couldn’t talk with that poking out. He wanted to take her and fuck her, but something stopped him. The image of all the girls at lunch flashed through his mind, and he knew. He wanted to know something more than just one girl. He couldn’t bring himself to hurt her, the innocent little freshman. The gentle touch at his elbow forced him to turn and look at her. He gave up. He yanked his hands out of is pockets and grabbed her, wrapped his arms around. Fir tum uspar thookti ho aur use muh me lekar choosna shuru kar deti ho. Mera supada tumhare hontho se lipta hua dekh kar mere hath tumhare balo ko sehlane lagte hai aur fir tum apni jeebh ka istemal karti ho. Me tumhare baal ek hath me pakad leta hu aur tumhare muh ko chodna shuru kar deta hu. Mera adha lund tumhare komal hontho se takrata hua tumhari jeebh par fisalkar andar bahar ho raha hota hai aur tumhare muh se thook nikalkar mere laude par aur tumhari chin aur hontho ko geela kar deta. I wore it wantedly. My son was in shorts and T-shirt. I wore my pallu by which my full navel was visible. My saree was almost down that my pussy bushes were visible. Seeing me my son was hard. I can see his shorts bulging. I was happy that my son was always attracted by me. That was my son who broke the ice. He said, “sorry mom”. I asked,” why do you do like that?” He said, “its like … I donno.. Huff.. I.. I’m.. In… ” I said by putting my hand on his head,”don’t worry say I don’t tell anything.