He laughed. His thick member slid in easily and then back out. Indian sex video It was in that handicapped stall I found myself one particular day in the middle of June when someone walked into the other stall. Actually, they used to call me “The Big Kahuna,” but that started to get too long–too overused anyway. He let out a soft moan as my lips caressed the tip of of his cut penis. This was starting to get a little weird. Then he found my G spot and suddenly I wasn’t worried about anything–just overwhelmed by sheer ecstasy. They no longer seemed intimidated by two full grown men going at it, but instead stood and gawked. And scrambled, trying to cover myself, trying to regain my dignity. There was a moment of tension–it las test maybe half a second–but for me it felt like years. He seemed stunned for a moment and then quickly warmed up to the kiss, contributing far more with his tongue than I would have expected. I gripped my own shaft and stared transfixed as his grew to a full eight inches. He kept making small talk in a futile effort to fill the empty silence that choked the locker room. “Punk.” He said. Know why they’d give me a name like that?” My eyes wandered down to the bulge
