He got his build from working on sites but was getting a little big around the middle from working more on the office side of the business. He had a h...t tight bubble butt that i used to lick out a lot. His dick was at least 8 and maybe 7 thick. At one time i was sucking him off at least every other week. Sometimes when he was backed up he would stop by twice in one week. The first time he stopped by for head he came to my bedroom with me and i had him sit on the edge of my bed after dropping. Well, I'd get my own back, once they let me go I'd kick the shit out of them.The door clicked and opened with a creak. Martin walked in this time, his pale old body in nothing but a leather thong, barely containing his cock. He carried a riding crop, tapping his hand lightly with it. The bastard strutted over to me first, looked me up and down, then slapped my cock with the riding crop, "Don't look at me like that, you pathetic little shit." He smirked.I winced, my body clenching. It hurt bad. Fir aunty ne kaha “masal de chuchi meri” maine waise hi kiya, aur khoob tez ki unn soft chuchiyon ko nighty ke upar se hi masal diya, aunty chillai “uuuuuuiiiiiiii maaaaaaaa, aaaaahhhhh…” phir aunty ke nighty ko maine thoda upar kiya, aur panty ke upar se uski chuut ko sehlane laga, aunty ko bohot maza aa raha tha, aunty ne meri nikkar aur chaddi utaar di aur mere lund se muth maarne lagi… mere lund se halka halka paani nikal raha tha… aunty ne pucha “tere lund ko muh mein le lun?”Maine bola. They were the large ones. And her cheap cotton bras. Soon she returned with a glass of water in her hand. I took it and splashed the water on her face. And threw the steel glass at her feet making her jump. I loved the way her breasts jiggled. And also her shocked face, not knowing what had warranted such reaction.“Aise laate hain paani? Tray kidhar hai. (Is this how you bring water? Where is the tray.)” I said.She left again after picking the glass, and giving me a nice view of her bottom. I.