Curiosity had always been Donna's modus vivendi. Scared of the rest of the world, she had kept her observations in the family. It stood to reason that...she would be the same way about sex. It was wrong to spy on her parents, she told herself again, but it was different now that she was more like they were. In any case, she would be careful not to betray her presence.Soon Donna was standing in the framework of their bedroom door, knowing that the shadows of the morning would hide her presence. The man launched himself quite effortlessly over the bar andturned to the addled man standing before him. "This place new?" Bill finally asked."Just opened, you're my first patron. Name's Conrad. Owner, operator,manager, brewer and mixtologist." He put out his hand. Bill didn't movehis."You said something about a free beer?" Conrad put on a cockeyed smile. "Yes I did. Coming right up." What'ya got?" Bill said, not seeing any labels on the beer taps."Oh I think you out to give my special. Maine us admi se kaha ke main peeshab kar ke aata hoon.Us ne kaha chalo main bhi chalta hoon.Jab hum dono khade hue to woh peeshab karne laga aur main muth marne laga.Us ne mere lund ke taraf dekha aur kaha tumhara ya sab dekha kar lund khadfa ho gaya,mera to kisi ladke lund dekh kar hi khada hota hai.Main surprised ho gaya kyon ke hamari koi jaan pehchan nahi thi.US ne kaha gaand marwate ho ya marwata hoon.Main bola young ladka fuck karta hooon aur aged ko fuck karta bhi hoon aur karwata bhi. I reached down and undid his flies and opened his pants, reached inside and took his cock out, and immediately began blowing him, I was giving my father dear the best blow-job I could, not holding back as I needed him hard and ready to mount.Eventually he was thick and hard enough to mount, and I removed the heavy duffel coat, raised a leg over him and guided myself onto him and let it sink deep inside. My breathing was heavy and laboured, and I could feel his cock behind my belly button, he.