Pull over, please…”He pulled the car over to a side street and then I bent over him and licked his cock. I usually sucked his cock two days a week...at his office; but in the car was a special thrill. As he felt my mouth and tongue around his stiff dick, he told me I was the best sucker he had ever had…I licked and sucked him until his full load of wad was shot down my throat.My boss moaned and I smiled, kissing the slit on the top of his still hard cock. Then I tucked it back in his trousers.My. This is a shock to me. Sure, I'd been blown before but never a by a male. However, I'm well on the road to sexual release and this feels good. Fucking good in fact so I relax. He sucks and licks at me with a strong action. My knob is in his mouth and he wanks at my shaft with a free hand. OK, next stage. I drop my hand to his crotch and find his rampant dick stcking up between his thighs. I begin to squeeze it rhythmically whilst pulling upwards with little pulsing motions. I feel his ardour. Jab bhi Madan apne land ka dhakka uski gand me lagata, ladka dard ke maare dhire dhire chillata tha. Wo bahut hi pyara sa aur sundar ladka tha. Uski gand chhoti si thi par bahut hi pyari lag rahi thi gol gol. Us ladke ka lund gulabi rang ka tha. Ladke ka lund mota nahi tha par lamba tha. Maine dekha ki Madan ka lund bhi koi mota nahi tha par phir bhi us ladke ko gand marwane me dard ho raha tha. Us ladle ka lund mujhe poora dikh raha tha kyon ki wo ghodi bana hua tha aur madan peeche se uski. I was only trying on the shirts, so I didn't care whether the room was fully covered. I could see people on the street pass by while I tried semi-successfully to close the curtain. I tried on some shirts and noticed that she had taken to folding clothes on the table just outside of the dressing room, so when she looked up as she spoke to me, she could see into my room and see at least half of me. I went in and out a couple of times trying on shirts and summer sweaters and asking her opinion..