I have a close friend; we were together from our college days. After fishing my college I got a job in Cochin, Kerala. My friend was also a native of ...Cochin. He had his own business which he took over from his father. His father was leading a retired life. Since I was very close to him I also became very close with their family. I was considered as one among them. I could just walk into their house since they never kept their door closed.My friend got married to a very beautiful girl and she. Kate had assured her it was true, and so had Roger, but she didn't have to be told. As she kissed him, she used both hands on his tool, stroking it, marveling at the stiffened power, the lustful energy pulsating from within him.He really was big, and hard, and thick. Cradling his dick in her squeezing hands, she couldn't help wondering if it would be possible to get this thing up her shitter. Funny. Ken hadn't even mentioned their major topic of conversation from last time. Had he. And she left from room. I got fresh .The phone was ringingI pickup the reciver."Hello"I said. "Hello my doll" its Sonali's voice. I replied,"hello mistress". She told me to come immediately to her home. I reached her home. After reachingher home first thing I did was I become nude and lock the door. I make a coffeefor her and took it to her room. I wake up her and gave her coffee washed allher cloths and made a breakfast for her. Now she want to do piss.she told mebitch come here and drink all. I sat down in one of thelow chairs and threw my head back into a basin, feeling my shorter hairswinging over to follow."I bet it feels a lot different, now?" asked my hairdresser, "Yes, it'sgreat!" I replied.As he worked up a good lather under the hand-shower he was leaning right overme, smiling and chatting. I had great difficulty avoiding his eyes, I was sohorny. When he had rinsed it thoroughly with conditioner, he wrapped it in atowel, like a turban, and led me back to the cutting chair. I.