That's why I'm not to be messed with, and I might be the most badass street fighter in the world cause I have got some mad skills, and no one, I mean ...o one cold take me on even a bad day, witch I don't have so good luck with that happening. There are some things in my life i need to fix but It's going to take a strong women to do them for me cause I'm not going to do them for myself. Just cause I don't have the time or will to change them so if you like working for the man I'm the man you have. Kailash’s hot fist began fisting his son’s hardon. The tip of Kailash’s tongue touched his son’s top lip. Kailash dug his tongue under Yuvraj’s upper lip. Yuvraj moaned, his hips squirming.“Shoot son,” Kailash whispered staring into his son’s blue eyes.“He’s going to,” Yuvraj said grunting elevating his head when his papa turned his looking down at his hard prick. The side of Yuvraj’s forehead pressed into his Papa’s cheek when his dick began shooting. Yuvraj’s toes curled as his cock blasted. He was quite aroused already. I wasted no time in going down on him. The first moments have been burned into my memory. The feel of his cock in my hand. It was beautiful. I was shocked when I licked it at how silky smooth it felt. I never realised before, but it was like nothing I had felt before. He was also extremely clean and fresh smelling, which really was appreciated (perhaps more in hindsight but :P) The warmth radiating from his pulsating member in my mouth was mind blowing. I loved. My eyes were glued to a perfect ass that swayed back and forth in front of me. We stood by the bed, face to face, lips to lips, kissing. My hands touching her bare skin all over her body, her hand rubbing my breast as if trying to move it all over my chest. I loved the hard contact, the physicalness of her touches there and other places. She was a damn fine kisser, the way her tongue explored my mouth, the way our tongues battled each other as they f***ed their way back and forth between her.