I work in tech
industry. I'm basically a web rat who lives on the internet.
Social network sites are ok, but they are all so last year and
initial meetings in person are the new thing. And that's what
I do. Except I film it too. I am a bit of a nut, so 'dont try
this at home' stuff I do, but watching my movies is the next
best thing.
Free Blogger: STREET RANGER - STREETRANGER happened a few weeks later, when I paid a visit to her house on a wet day. All of her family was there in lounge watching a movie on VCR. As it was so cold, they had arranged a mattress on the floor for them all to sit on together covering all their legs by sharing a blanket. They asked me to join them. My luck was in again as Bhabi was at the end of the line by the door. It was the opportunity of a lifetime. I sat next to Bhabi and our thighs touched as I tucked in the blanket around my legs.
She did not draw away from me and I was feeling her heat so I risked putting my hand on her inner thigh, which was covered by her silk shilwar. She should have been angry that I was so bold with her, but strangely, she wasn't. I allowed my fingers to flutter up and down her thigh and she moved her legs wider apart to give me room. She admonished me with her eyes, but graced me with her open legs. I was that close I could feel the heat of her cunt. I had a hard-on I was dying for her to touch me, touch my cock, just a little stroke, perhaps. A wicked message flashed through my brain, if she allowed me to touch her cunt she would allow me to fuck her for sure!
