Either Paul was working out or he was having trouble breathing. His door was ajar. I peeked in through the slit. His lamp was on and the curtains draw...n. He was on his bed naked. His head was back against the head board. His legs were spread. One hand was on his shaft moving up and down slowly and the other cupped his balls. I saw him licking his lips as he moaned. My first instinct was to push the door open and stop him. Curiosity got the better of me though and instead was intrigued. For. She had a structure of 34-32-34 when i was in chennai 7 yrs back. Once when trin to adjust her saree pallu i saw her navel with her little amount of belly and i even masturbated thinkin of it. She was really beautiful and had a magnetic eyes which wud convince any1. Now coming to the story, i was alone at my house and i was browsing the internet. My mom called me and told that vasanthi was cumin to stay there with me for sumtime as her husband is out of station for a month and their daughter. I felt him squeeze my cock head as he seemed to look into my pee slit. he soon moved his hand down my shaft, occasionaly making comments and stopping and starting motions.Soon as my million mile per hour heartbeat speed up I felt him take my testicle in his hand.I felt my breath catch and felt him slightly squeeze him. I love my sack played with and this naturally caused blood to leave my brain and head downhill.I felt myself begin to stiffen, I was like oh geez boner in front of the new dr, I. 'I will have to have a look as the law insists Mariel', he answered, 'but between us, we can talk a little and you can trust me as a friend, confidentiality and all that', he said.'Did you have sex'?He was wasting no time in getting to the point, 'Not really', I was searching for the right words, I could feel the embarrassment and my face reddened.'Were you face up or face down on the bed', he asked, again without subtly?'Down', I whispered my reply.He smiled, and why should he not, he was.