“Oh my god! Look at her little stiffy! James! Have you seen this?”James was lounging against the shed waiting for his turn but came over curiously...to examine the small bulge that Ian was pointing to. I’d dreaded this moment for days, I closed my eyes as yet another drop of pre-cum seeped into my pants.“I think she likes it. Are you enjoying this you fucking perv?”“I… I don’t…” I stammered.“We can’t have that, can we?”Without another word, Ian plunged his fist into my groin. I spasmed in pain as. His grin was possibly even broader than his boss's. He had seen enough already.In the end, all girls are born equal. That much he had learned since he was driving for Shaq. Black or white, red or yellow, voluptuous or hard bodied, rich or poor, young or old... You name it. Over time he had observed them ALL on that backseat, and they ALL were after just one thing: BLACK COCK. In ample size please, thank you. Wilson could now add one entry to his list: "Famous, or a nobody."In the absence of. Becky was getting a little nervous by all the sex on the grass, as I could see her nipples were getting pretty hard. She was moving her long and sexy legs all over the place, as if cunnilingus was on her menu. I wanted to tongue fuck her right there.I was her lapp dog.I remember seeing her pussy, all pink, blond and luscious. It was a delightful sight.My mouth was ready for a long kiss.I gently pulled Becky closer to me and she was more than obliging.Before I could open my mouth, Becky, sweet. ’ Dipty also said in naughty way ‘ji sahib jaisa app kahe’.They both walk down to the bedroom. Mr Ahuja was nude by the time they reach to bedroom. He was thinking how lucky to have such a nice young chick with him. As soon as they reach the master bedroom Mr.Ahuja sat on the age of the bed and his Lund was hanging like a pole. Dipty sat on the floor taking the pole in her mouth and was sucking like no tomorrow. Mr. Ahuja was moaing like anything. He wanted to see Dipty boobs. So was asking.