I don't know, meat? "Did you suck it?" Tatiana shouted."What!? Gross!" You did, didn't you!" No!" Youre such a slut!" Fuck you! You're a slut!" Then y...u're a prude!" "I'm a prude? For not sucking every hard cock I see?"She lowered her voice and purred softly, speaking directly to my erection again. "Every big, hard, veiny, gnarly, pulsing, dripping, fucking cock i just happen to find pointing at me..."I was silent. But my dick twitched in response. I turned my hips, just a little, and swung my. His name was Moolchand. Moolchand Marwadi all used to call him..a perfect villain personality that we often have seen in an old hindi bollywood movies.I used to adore his personality, the way he used to smoke and used to bullshit his workers like anything. I never heard a single line with simple and sober words from him. He used to curse a lot and a perfect symbolic representation of bad language but later I discovered it was needed much to execute his work. Over all a pakka gunda personality. Kim, finally pushed me away, saying "fuck you are still good, mmmmmm". I stood up, with my cock out, as I was jerking it, as I was eating her. She looked at it and said, "she suck you", smiling and gasping "as good as me". I smiled and said I don't remember. With that she slid down and went to work on my hard cock. In no time, she was deep throating me, and rubbing my balls, I said "be careful, been a while", she moaned deep as my cock slid deep in her throat. She then stopped and said. She’d been accosted by men before and had always been able to handle them.“Ladies, we’ve been watching you all night. We’d like to buy you both a drink and maybe have a dance or two,” declared the one with a moustache.“Sorry, Boys,” responded Heather. “We’re here with our fellas. Thanks for the offer, but we wouldn’t consider leaving our guys alone.”“You’re here with the doctor guy. This one hasn’t danced with anyone all night,” declared the second man as he reached for Heather’s hand. “I don’t.