Woh mere baal sahale rahe. Meri choot geelee hone lagee. 2 saal mein mein pahlee baar kisi aadmi ne mujhe gale lagaya tha, aur woh bhee itna sundar aa...dmi. Unka alingan aur kasne laga aur unglee sar se dhakee choonchiyon ko tatolne lagee. Meine mahsson kiya unka lund kada ho raha tha. Mein aur zor se malik se chipak gayee. Woh meri aankhon, galon, ko choote huye honthon par apne honth rakh diye. Ufff!! Mein to ak dum dhanya ho gayee. Choot phadak uthee. Malik dhhere se bole ‘ Savita meri rani ‘. The eight ball was tight against the left side rail just passed the centre pocket. I glanced at the two ten pound notes under the cube of chalk knowing there was a fair chance that they would soon be tucked into my jeans pocket.Simon Nash, my opponent and best friend gave me a broad grin."What about making things a little bit more interesting?"Simon and I had known each other since infants school, his Mum and mine having been best friends led us to become more like brothers than anything else.. Even taking my time it didn’t take that long before I was slipping her panties down leaving her nude. Still it was very enjoyable and when I gazed up at her I noticed her nipples were hard.I put my arms around her and kissed her on the lips. She seemed a little uncertain but relaxed into the kiss. When I broke the kiss she looked at me with such a serious expression. I hoped she was really OK with this. “You can sit on the chair.” I sat on the floor in front of her and pulled gently on. I kiss your forehead. ‘Goodnight, my Love.’ Wow, what a perfect end to the perfect day. I got a chance to confess my love to you. Again. Perfect end. [Morning] And now, with your hand inside my boxers, the perfect end to a day is transplanted by the perfect beginning. Smiling from your touch, I open my eyes to see you peeking down inside my boxers as you massage my cock. ‘Mmm. Good morning, Sexy.’ ‘Good morning, Craig.’ You respond, still focused on the task (literally) at hand. ‘A little to.