He continued to mutter, but I wasn't paying attention. I was too busy staring at his massive erection and wondering if he was going to go from making ...e moan to making me scream."I can't wait much longer," he said."That's ok." This isn't going to be my best work." I don't judge on style. Enthusiasm counts for a whole lot more." I've got a hell of a lot of that."I reached for him, guiding him inside.He filled me completely. I had to stretch to take all of him and I was more than willing for that. I bent down and kissed the tip of it. He moaned and said " I like that" I licked his dick from top to bottom then back up again. I watched it grow bigger and harder. I took it into my mouth and sucked it into my mouth. I ran my tongue over the tip and tasted his pre cum. It was sweet and I wanted more. I sucked on his dick for a few min feeling it grow even bigger. It was making my mouth water it was so nice. I sucked his dick for several mins stroking what I could not into my mouth. I took him. I spent most of my childhood days fantasizing Nirmala aunty and the white milky boobed Muslim aunty. This was my childhood. As the years passed the images of Nirmala aunty slowly faded away from my memory and I had to concentrate on my studies. I finished my tenth standard exams and went to Chennai along with my parents for my uncle’s marriage. The reception hall was big enough to accommodate at least 500 people but there were only two rooms. Those two rooms were only for the bride and groom to. “Did you see Jack leaving?”“No. Was he here?”“Yeah, got into a little argument.”Ooh, argument between childe and sire. Something she’d never get to experience. Time to pry and learn.“About what?”Julias stopped for a moment. Might have been too sensitive to talk about, and if that were the case, he wouldn’t tell her. But he was contemplating, which meant he was evaluating; maybe it was Jen’s presence’s slowing down the evaluation.“Kid’s trying to play nice with everyone. I appreciate that he’s.