He didn't seem the least bit self-conscious as he stood there wiping the cum from his body. "I'm going to tell you something I haven't told any one el...se. I'm going to ask Allie to marry me." "Holy shit. Really?" It came out sounding more surprised than I intended. "It's just that I always figured you would end up with someone... I don't know..." "Wilder?" "Yeah, I guess. But, God, after seeing her in bed, I can understand why. Damn, Jeff, I had no idea. She was like a different woman." He. From that day on wards I developed an aching for her. I took photo of her while she was sweeping the floors and would masturbate regularly thinking about her silently moaning latha, while seeing those pictures. She too started to notice my activities and got a bit curious. One day, my parents had to go for the regular check up in hospital and I was left alone in my home. This gave me a huge chance to have sex with latha. That day she came to my house wearing a tight yellow saree show off her. My stomach was queasy, my tongue felt as if it were made of wool, and the room seemed to have a definite motion to it, rather like the feeling one might get when out on a small boat in the middle of a squall.I lay in bed trying to remember what caused this malaise, and slowly the details came back to me. I was visiting my cousin Oliver Finch-Tuxton in New York City, and said cousin had taken me out last evening to a few establishments where there was music, dancing, and a wide variety of. The creamy syrup splashed on his hand and wrist, some of it even going up to hit his face, which was bent close to examine my prick as he was pumping it."Did I hurt you, are you ok?" he said, wiping at the cum off his face and rubbing his cum-soaked fingers on the bed sheet."I'm fine," I panted after I caught my breath. "I have noisy orgasms, or rather, I choose to have noisy orgasms. Don't you ever want to celebrate out loud when you come?" Well maybe, but I need to be quiet too." Not here.