Nice to meet you all.” His accent was soft, maybe northern, and his lean frame—probably about 5 foot 6—made him look like he’d blow over in a strong wind. Indian xxx “Just a mate from school, Mum!” I called back, trying to keep my voice steady. His fingers wrapped around my balls, squeezing just enough to make my vision blur with pleasure. Instead, he hooked his fingers into my waistband, yanking my trousers and briefs down in one swift motion, my cock springing free, hard and leaking pre-cum. “You’re knackered, mate,” he muttered, loud enough for the whole room to hear. His eyes softened as he stripped off his trousers and pants, his cock springing free—five and a half inches, rock-hard, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. The pop had been a release for both of us, a moment of surrender that opened the way for me to slide in further, inch by inch, the velvet
