Without realising it, he’d reached down and started stroking himself again. God it felt good! The hot water ran down his face and back as his hand w...rapped around his throbbing cock. Punishing himself, Dillon kept his head under the flow of water, gasping for air amongst the spray. That was good enough wasn’t it? He wasn’t allowing himself to enjoy the experience to its maximum. He was a disgusting maggot jerking off to images of her, he needed the cleanse.Huffing and groaned as he worked. After a month or so again I got a chance to be alone in my house as my family went to their native place.Next day morning I woke by 5 o clock began to wait for kumari. She too knew that I was alone in my house. I freshen up myself and began to watch TV. By 6 am my door bell rang. I went out and opened the door. To my surprise she too took bath and wore a nice sari. I let her in and closed the door. I went to my bed and began to watch TV after 5 minutes she came in with a broom to clean my room.. It had been an accidentb. Out of curiosityc. Not, definitely not, with the intention to jerk offd. All of the aboveHe hadn’t been under a rock, but, those times, when he had accidentally seen some guy stuffing another guy with cock, his eyes had just slid away, and it had meant absolutely nothing. Right now, he even had a tough time to bear in mind that he was supposed to be a homophobe. A homophobe and a straight guy. A non-gay guy. The opposite of all things gay.Who was going to blow his best. She cleaned up the kitchen and made her way upstairs to her bedroom.She swept off her jogging clothes and threw them into the laundry basket. She then got into the shower and washed the sweat off of her body to prepare for the day’s work. She then washed her hair with a conditioner, to make it easy to comb out. She got out of the shower and dried her body off. Then grabbed her hair drier to dry her hair faster. She flossed and then used her Oral-B automatic toothbrush on her teeth. She applied.