Main ek dam mast hone lag gyi thi, kyoki sath sath uske hath mere jism par chalne lag gye the.Kab uske hath mere boobs par aa gye the, ye mujhe pata t...k nhi chala. Uske dono hath mere boobs daba rhe the. Wo mujhe itne mast trike se kiss kar rha tha. Ki mujhe is baat ka ehsas bhi nhi hone diya ki kab wo mere boobs uske hatho me aa gye hai.Fir wo mere boobs ko jor jor se dabane lag gya, usne me ek hath se mera hath pakad kar mra hath apne lund par rkh diya. Main uske lund ko shelane lag gyi thi.. I stare at her sad features but my gaze is drawn to her lean tan shape, a sort of sleight-of-hand performed by her body designed to distract from her face. I start to stroke myself, eager to feel those bright lips around my dick. She gives me a look as if I'm a deviant but I know its a lie. I know she's thrilled to see me turned on by her. She shakes her head and turns her back towards me. I look at her ass again. It beckons me and I slip the tip of my cock just past her cheeks. She slaps it. Finding the booths all empty I sat myself down in the end one and thinking from memory started to feel myself up. I was soon hard and was feeling my cock when I heard the cubicle next door, someone was in there. ‘Fucking hell’ I thought as I knew they were all virtually empty.Knowing I couldn’t make much noise I decided to leave, letting myself out I went to wash my hands, I was suddenly aware of someone stood behind me, as I looked over my shoulder this younger lad stood there, “You picking. It jumped in my hand like a live ‘varaal’ fish. Grabbing it at the base I peeled down its foreskin. The head was gleaming with a dewdrop seeped up of its small slit. I put out my tongue and licked it. My father patted my cheek and asked, “What are you doing?””This” I answered and caught his cock-head with my mouth in one gulp. “Oh, my God!” he shivered. “I can’t believe this, ah my baby!”I raised myself on my elbows and adjusted my position, sliding my mouth up and down. He stroked my ears and.