I hadn't even loaded the admin dashboard of my blog when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye; it was the older guy walking up the little tr...il towards my house. He had his sunglasses on, his black speedo and nothing else.I put my laptop down, put my beer down and stood up to greet this older fellow. Smiling and in a very friendly voice, I offered him a beer.He grabbed the front of his speedo, which was sporting a healthy bulge, and told me he didn't want a beer but thought maybe I. Soon spit was drooling down her chin and his cock was glistening with it. She sucked his balls, tasting his scent as she did. 'Back on it,' Said Marcus, pulling her back towards the tip, 'Suck that cock Laurel.' He held her head and started fucking her mouth. 'Damn. You nearly got it girl,' He said, as he pressed the tip down her throat. I watched my sweet wife gagging, the make-up tearing down her face. 'Gonna fuck your wife good Dan.' He said, pulling her off his cock. A big stream of spit. Net. I am regularreader of this site for the past five years. Never had an idea to write thestory and suddenly I want to change myself. I am going to write my realexperience with my next door Aunty. From this week onwards I will write weeklytwo stories for the readers and I will make them Happy. Though this is my FirstStory in this Site Please adjust if any Grammatical Mistakes. I am Ram and my age is 24 at that time. I use to go to my office by 10 and Iwill return by 5.30. Being working in a. I did not want to see the pain of losing me in your eyes every day. I had asked for all of you to be informed of my death immediately so that you could see me for the last time and forgive me for turning you away. I always wanted to make myself believe that I was a senile bitter man but I knew in my heart I was a broken man who was waiting for his death ever since the day he lost his children. Trust me when I tell you that I would have accepted all of you, even Darin, had you come to me before.