Fir hm baate karte rahe thodi der tk sham ho gayi me ghar chla gaya raat ko fir mene muth mara aur so gaya agla din aaya fir meaunty k ghar gaya aunty...aaj naha chukithi unke gile aur khule baal vaah kyamaaaal lag rahi thi mene aunty se bolaaunty aaj aap bhut ache lag rahe ho aunty ne thanks bola. Me ghar me gaya beth gaya fir aunty mango shakelayi aunty ne bola aaj mn nahi kar raha mene bola kya.Phir aunty ne mujhe bola doodh peene ka mene kuch ni bola bs smile kar diya. Fir aunty kitchen me. He fucked me very hard on my back and on my knees, coming inside me twice and producing as usual, a great deal of semen.We had been so into each other that we lost track of time and I had to leave in a hurry straight afterwards with only a perfunctory wash. I hoped that Chris wouldn’t notice the smell of sex on me.Smell turned out to be the least of my problems; half way to the airport I realised I was sitting with a small pool of second-hand semen inside my knickers. Emergency measures were. He said good and gripped my cock hard and continued to slowly stroke me. Once I got my bearings of what was going on, I asked him if he wanted to go back to my room and he said yes. So we went down 2 flights of stairs, and made it to my room. I was walking behind him on the stairs and I saw his perfect bubble butt bouncing as we walked. He was the perfect twink from head to toe. Once we got to my room, I asked if he wanted me to shut the door or not. He said leave it open and let’s see if. Tyrone pushed his hips forward and his cock slid deep inside Janet's frothy cunt. She had never considered herself a size queen though she'd had one boyfriend before she got married who was really small but aside from him she'd been pleased with the sizes of her lover's cocks. Her husband Mike had a nice cock that was at least as thick as Tyrone's but it was at least two inches shorter and she could immediately tell that the added length had opened up a plethora of new position.