I deep throated him and he mourned with my dick still in his mouth, he was hard as a rock, morning woodies are famous for being really hard, I took 1 ...f my fingers and put it in his ass, it was still nice and slippery from the previous nights fuck and it went in nice and clean, he mourned, I got up and asked him to get a condom,I put it on my dick and asked him to make it wet, he obliged me with a smile on his face, he sucked it for a minute, I bend him over and let him have it, gave it to him. She may not be a beauty, but has a sexy look, smile and talks in local language very lovingly. Coincidentally she used to stay in her own thatched house very nearer to my rented quarters. There is a community well where the rural women flock together for fetching water and also have an open bath. From my window, I used to stealthily look their exposure and enjoy. Once in a holiday, I have a chance to see kanta bathing there and I had an ample view of her firm breasts very attractive like a. I would change in the ladies’ room before I left the station. I did tell Mom that I thought I would be getting home late.“What about dinner?” she asked.I held my hands about a foot apart. “Sausage!”She snorted and laughed at that.Right on the dot at five that Wednesday, I punched out and ran out to my car and grabbed the bag in the trunk. I ran back inside and headed into the ladies’ room. There’s a large stall at the end of the row, for handicap accessibility, but nobody at the station was. . the whispers died as the story began to unfold.The scent of the ocean filled the tent and they heard a haunting melody at the very edge of their hearing. As the story grew the breeze flowed through the tent and the sounds grew louder. The fight between the story hero and the evil pirate filled the tent with the clang of swords. There were flashes of lightning and scenes of fire on the deck of a ship.They felt the light spray from the waves and finally watched as the siren changed and walked.