He had a projector!Ron headed to the kitchen and I heard the clink of dishes. I remembered he had talked about tea the first time we had met, which wa... a British thing. “Oh, Ron, you don’t have to...”“Nonsense!” he said as he came back into the living room, a tray in his hands. “I always keep m’self ready for a cuppa in case friends drop by.”As he put the tray down I considered Ron. He seemed like a nice guy, certainly friendly, and other than Monday, who lived a few miles away, I didn’t have. I don’t think he said a dozen words to anyone all day. But he was the guy that built the fire, always seen him coming out of the woods with more fire wood. He went fishing by himself during the day. I smiled and waved at him, he came up and asked what I was still doing up, so I told him about my tent and my inability to go to it now. I asked him what he was doing up, he said he was checking his trout lines, not that I have a clue as to what they are. We sat there and made small talk for a bit. ...no hands...taking in as much as I could....hitting the back of my throat each time. It made me gag, but i was so turned on that i didnt even care. I pulled down my pants and began to jack off. At this point im just leaking precum like crazy and I can still feel cum dripping from my ass....im in heaven. I can feel his dick pulsating and heard "IM CUMMING!!!" I was sucking him so fast and deep that i couldnt just pull it out and have him cum on me, so i had no choice but to swallow his full. They were high, full and quite firm. Her nipples were long and hard. I sucked them and they seemed to swell in my mouth.“Oh, Shravan!” she whimpered, wrapping her fingers once again around my hard cock. “Oooooh magane, nindu tumba doddadgi,gatti untu kano”(“Oooooh, baby, you’re so big! Mmmmmmm, and so very hard!”)I let my free hand drop to Mom’s pussy. It was so juicy, so hot. I slid two fingers inside and rubbed the top of her clit with my thumb.“Uuuuuuuuuh! that feels great, honey!”, she.