I came hard, real hard. Afterward I felt a little weird for it. Why was that such a turn on? Never had a gay thought in my life; why is having a hand...thrusting into my throat such a turn on? It should be degrading, but when Miss Trisha's fingers are probing my tonsils I'm able to be in the moment; like that performer. I feel like she's helping me be in the moment while at the same time intimately sharing herself with me. Is this what women get out of giving head, receiving another being. I have a pretty dirty mind!" He joked.Grace hoped his mind was as dirty as hers, she noticed a namebadge on the mans shirt and decided to be straight with him."Are you thinking about shitting in my mouth Michael? If you are.. I'll open my mouth wide... Just saying." Again she opened her mouth and showed off her tongue.His eyes widened and his small cock throbbed in his jeans."I'm going to lock the door and close the blinds" buzzed Michael.As he started locking up the bar Grace started. Mat karo plz.. mai behak jaungi.. aur ye thik nahi hoga..tabbu ke nakhare shuru the..Amjad ne use chhod diya aur pooncha fir mai jaau..?Tabbu Amjad ko dekhti rahin, phir bolin, ‘Tum jao na, Amjad?’Amjad fir se aage badha aur usne ne apna haath Tabbu ke kaandhe pe rakh diya. Tabbu ne mud kar dekha, aur bolin, ‘Amjad mujhe dar lag raha hai.. kisi ko pata chal gaya to kya hoga!’Amjad ne apna gaal us ke gaal se lagga kar tabbu ke kaan me kaha,. Uus ki fikar mut kijiye.. ye baat sirf hum dono ke. ‘Good. Now just set your head down and relax. You will love this, I promise.’ Moving down to her feet and pouring some oil into my hands, I began to apply long strokes up her leg paying special attention to the knots. At first, she winced but after a few strokes, she groaned in appreciation. I worked a long time on her left leg until I felt the knots begin soften and blend back into her muscle. When I was satisfied that my massage was effective, I moved to her other leg and repeated the.