Maine vahi khara raha or vo bc ne bua ka top utar ke bua ke boobs daba rha tha or choos raha tha yeh dekh mera kund khara ho gua or mujhe ganda bhi la... rha tha mujhe laga ki bc bua aaj sabke ghar me hite hui hi chudai karne wali hai kya par tabhi hone wale fufa ke papa ne aawaz lagi onhe or vo ek dum se dar gaye or bua ne jaldi se top panaha or vo neeche hall me jane lage mai chup gaya tha kasam se oss din aaise scene dekh ke maine tabhi toilet me jake muth mar li mujhse control nahi hua kya. They were at a King Motel. I knew they were not fake and not cops. Cops will go to a better hotel. If you have never been to a King Motel... You can almost just drive up and find a hooker. I have. It is dirty. It is not a safe place at all. Almost renting the rooms by the hour. Which is fine for me, because I like fucking cheap slutty hookers bareback in dirty sheets. I got there and knocked. He answered... in boxers. His eyes were fucking zapped. He was Hispanic and bi... and very high. When. ” He went on to tell me that the reason he’d gone out of town was to pick-up a friend’s male dog, so he could breed him with Pandora. His blue eyes zeroed in on my own eyes and he asked, “You wanna come back to my farm with me and give me a hand this afternoon?” Just then the butler came from the kitchen and asked Joe if he was planning on staying for breakfast. Even though I’d never answered his question about helping him out at his farm, Joe asked the butler if it would be. I could see him make the same face he always made when he came. His cum was soaking through her panties, more cum than I had seen him produce in a long time.Eventually his cock began to soften and fell from her soaking panties. He collapsed on the bed. She pulled the panties off, wiping the cum on his chest. She leaned over him, offering her nipple to his mouth. He was quickly licking and sucking her small breasts, her hand was buried between her legs. She pulled away from Joe’s mouth, then.