.Uska lauda bada toh nahin per kaafi lamba lag raha tha…..Buddhe ne ab apna zp khola aur uska patla lauda bahaar aa gaya…..Uska lauda meri gf ki a...ms ke length ka tha…..Buddhe ne apna lauda apne haath mein liya aur meri gf ke samne he hilane laga…Mari gf ne uska haath hataya aur apna haath uske laude per rakh diya. Buddha apna lund uper neeche hote hue dekh raha tha aur woh meri gf ke baal pakad ker apne muh ke paas laane laga…….Chal rani bahut hila liya ab mere laude ko saaf kre apne muh. I was getting pretty worked up about this, especially because now that there was a possibility I was going to have another sex session with her my cock was in full readiness, standing ramrod straight in my shorts. The only problem was, I knew the whole plan could collapse like a deflated balloon if somebody else walked in the gym. If some overweight soccer mom walked in and started perambulating on the treadmill right next to her my fantasy would fall apart, and I'd have to run to the Men's. My wife and I did it less and less in our later years. Her sickness and problems left me wanting and dreaming. So now here I am alone sitting on the porch and getting constant hard-ons as these ladies go by. Almost all of them wave or say hi to me. I guess I’m kind of a neighborhood staple. If any of them could read my thoughts, they would run the other way. Tight butts, short shorts, no bras – what’s a guy to think? I walk about four days a week in the morning to keep in shape. I cover about. He couldn't help smelling them. The musky scent kept his dick twitching. Tracy had recovered enough to sit up."What's this?" she giggled as she grabbed his dick through his shorts and began to rub. Jimmy couldn't get out any answer. Tracy pulled down his shorts and jock strap to his knees. She leaned forward and put his thin 6-inch cock in her mouth. It felt so good that she could sense her juices starting to flow again. Jimmy was in a trance. All he had hoped for was to see her naked. This was.