Voh mere peechhe akar baith gaya. Baton mein voh apna naam Srinivas batate hue voh bola ke voh bhi film dekh kar ghar jaa raha hai, phir voh pahele to...mere waist par haath rakha hua tha phir ahiste se ake haath ko mere thigh par rakha to main kuch nahin samjha magar voh ahiste ahiste mere thigh par apna haath phirne laga to Maine kuch reaction nahin dikhaya to voh ahiste ahsite apne haath ko mere lund ki teraf lejane laga to main samajh gaya ke yeh bhi homosexual lagta hai. Jab voh seedhe mere. Maybe she had felt the same urge to touch and arouse herself just like I almost did.I went in the shower myself, and while I fingered my cunt a little and played with my tits and nipples as I washed, I had lost the desperate urge to make myself cum. After all, I had all night, and after getting dressed I went downstairs.Mum was there already making the tea. I hugged her, and apologised for coming into her room. “That’s alright – it was my fault” she said, and we said no more.Later that night as. With her stood the wives and daughters of many of the leading men of the city who had ridden out with Lord Omar. They too waved silken scarves at their returning men and cheered heartily as we moved through the gates and down the road into the city. Samira was there as well, standing silently beside Asana. Her face was pale and I wondered what she was thinking. I'd learn the answer later that day.The men of Oak Hall and Blue Harbour marched down to the harbour once the procession had passed by. We came to the turnoff toward Jen's place and Stacy volunteered to drive her home as it wasn't that far out of our way. She had a little cabin underneath some tall pines: it was beautiful. Jen invited us in to see the place. It wasn't as small as it looked--I guess the tall trees made it look smaller. Jen introduced us to her housemate, Lisa. I was a little surprised: she hadn't said anything about having a housemate, but she hadn't said otherwise either. Lisa was tall and slender with long.