He kneltbeside me and kissed me on the forehead. I stared at the ceiling. Hethen kissed my neck and moved down my body which, devoid of hair, seemed...o have acquired extreme sensitivity. He licked each nipple, his tongueexplored my navel. Despite myself I felt stimulated, but my thankfully mypenis did not stir.I felt his fingers check my asshole. It was already flushed with aperfumed enema, well stretched by the larger tool, and lubricated. Ibraced myself."Relax, my darling," he said. . “Bob! Have you no decency? What father would tell his friends about his son’s love life?” said Jack with a mock expression of seriousness.“A sick fuck like Bob, that’s who!” blurted out George, with a big smile. “And we’re lucky to have him. Now would you please stop interrupting the sick fuck and let him finish his story?” he continued, glaring at Jack. It was clear that Mr. Brooking was enjoying the tale. As Dad talked, I noticed him using his thumb and index finger to spread his juice evenly. As he said this, he began to take down my boxers. He did it just as I did it – he closed his eyes – bought them down from my legs and then flinging them off to the bottom of the tent just before opening his eyes and stargazing at my cock in delight.We smiled at one another. We were BOTH VERY randy, switch on and ready to go! He began to jerk me for a bit, which was great. But I said, “Come on then let’s do this!”He looked at me. He smiled with joy and said, “Oh! Yeah! Sure sexy! God I’m soooooo. Rajesh bola bhaiyo pehle iski gand mai marunga …Toh uncle bole jo jyada pese dega woh marega ..Rajesh bola :20,000 dunga .Manohar bola :30,000 mai dunga mujhe marni h iski gand …Sb chup ho gye ha thik h manohar tu mar lena gand iski..Rajesh bola.Yeh mar toh ni jaygi saale chudai k time …Bacchi lag ri h yeh 19 saal ki h shayad..Uncle bole …Mene acche se bjaya h ishe …Ni maregi …Tum log maze lo ish randi k ..Vijay bola .Kha se fsa lia tune ishe .Uncle bole meri biwi h yeh saalo aj raat m saadi.