.fool, before you get yourself thrown out of your house. Just sit there and listen to what I have to say here."I kind of relaxed but I was still angry... but sat there waiting for an explanation from a guy I thought was my friend."You have a gorgeous wife there, Mark. She loves you beyond what you could imagine. Sometimes I have to wonder why when I hear about these men that want to try and ruin everything over something stupid as your selfish dirty fantasy."I think he was trying to make me feel. I wanted to cum standing up out in the middle of the deck. It felt bold and erotic, even though I knew no one could see me there.Harder I wanked now. Sometimes I like a long, slow stroking sesh. Other times, I just want to get off as fast as I can, like an insatiable sexual hunger is inside me that has to get out. No edging for me today. I just wanted to cum.My breathing became irregular and I let myself make some sounds, echoing off the hard surfaces around the pool. The orgasm was close. I. Let me describe them both they were dark brown in color, one was in mid 30’s and other was over 40, they had perfect figure that any one could die for. They were wearing sarees, though they were conservatively dressed i never could make out their intensions at first. So now back to the story, they were standing infront of me, as i was sitting on right side of the bus, one of aunt was standing to a distance where she was touching my left leg. At first i tried my best to avoid contact, but left. She ran her hands over her body, pushing out her full teenage breasts. ‘I await you command,’ she said sultrily. Tristan couldn’t believe it, she was actually going to be his slave! He was looking forward to this! ‘Come here, my slave, so that I may inspect you,’ he said as he beckoned her over. Sauntering over, she spread her legs to allow easy access to all her parts. Tristan began to circle her, tracing his finger along her skin every now and then. When he was done, he stood in front of.