The beast ripped at his consciousness as his own seed’s pungent acidity wafted into his increasingly sensitive deepened nostrils. The swirling odor ...undeterred by the showers dogged persistence in breaking-down the growing globs of cum that pooled at his feet.His nuts hung heavy and low enough that they now slapped the wet tile behind him with every swing of his hips. The pendulous movement of his swollen testes returned them to the underside of his cock with every backwards thrust. His hands. Me: Your husky voice in that drunk mood. your pallu slipping off your shoulder exposing your cleavage and navel got me hard. Then you asked me to show what I would do if I had a wife like you. So, I just did it. I am sorry. Please leave this discussion now. It’s embarrassing me.Sanjana aunty: Wait, Abhi. It’s not over yet. What else did I tell you? Tell me. Just tell, I won’t mind.Me: You told me that it’s been a long time that someone got a boner looking at you and that you were happy for it. How old is that car you drive, anyway?" That's my classic Jeep Wrangler Sport. Daddy got it for me used when I turned 16 back in January. It's a 1997 model, I believe." Let me buy you a new car, or Jeep if you'd like. The newer ones are a lot safer. How many miles did it have on it when you first got it?" One hundred and twenty five thousand. It is fifteen years old, Steven," she pointed out to me."My new girl deserves a new car, we can have that conversation with your dad, I can convince him –. You do know about sperm and eggs, don't you?" Um ... of course," I lied. Chickens laid eggs. What's that got to do with those other things? I started getting uncomfortable and squirmy. Angela looked at me like I'd just grown another head. Maybe I had. I tried looking at myself. No luck."I thought you country kids were all about farm animals and breeding and stuff," she huffed."We plant corn and sometimes wheat. We don't have cattle or pigs or anything." Well, there you have it. Corn. You've got.