Kitchen pura ganda tha. Wo amit ko marna chahti thi par wo wapas agayi kitchen mei.Adha gante baad jab wo kitchen mei kam kar rahi thi tab amit kitche... mei aya. Wo sirf ek t shirt aur niche underwear mei tha.‘tumne kitchen pura ganda rakha tha .. Ajj’ dipty ne amit ko gusse se khaha.Amit ne apne underwear k upar se hi apne lund ko ghisa aur ek yawn liya. Dikhate huwe wo uski masi ka kaha sun raha hai par chalta hai.**************************************stage. Into my mouth he drove his cock and I began to suck him wildly, feeling his hardness as it rammed into my throat, tasting him and reeling with immense pleasure as he now fucked my mouth hard with his cock. After a few minutes, he pulled me off his cock, “You like that whore?’ he asked, “Oh fuck yes” I started, “I like you fucking my mouth”. He now moved me on my back on the bed, moved up next to my head, grabbed hold of my hair again, “Beg for my cock whore” he demanded. “Please, please” I. Then, I started slowly wanking him off through his pants. He laid his head back on the seat and moaned softly. So, I unzipped his pants and pulled his dirty old man cock out. Then, I looked around to see if anyone could see. The few people on the bus seemed to be sleeping. It was late at night. No one was looking.So, I bent down and licked it, it was a dirty old cock and the smell was a bit foul but that what i love about a real dirty old man. Then, I started sucking on the underside of it,. Because Carl would work all day every day until dark and even well after without complaint, his boss always called him first for any kind of extra duty. It was rare that there were times when work was short, sometimes Carl found himself the only person working on one of the construction projects. For all those long years there was food and the usual things, but barely. Each month there was the huge payment that took way more than half of everything. A few times Kathy had complained, but Carl.