She looked like a complete whore.Suresh and Mark wanted to use her for another day, but I told them I have work and we have to leave. So both of them ...ent to get ready. Diya thanked me for the wonderful session.Suddenly, I saw Venkat looking through the window. When I went outside, I saw him shagging while looking at Diya. He said, “Sorry sir, she is too sexy and I couldn’t control”.When I saw his cock, even I was surprised. I thought mine was big but he had a fat one. Diya never experienced a. "She was an Olympic athlete," Andy said proudly. "Her long legs made her a good hurdler. She won a bronze at the Olympics, but she's incredibly competitive and she was disappointed not to get gold." Yep, she's still competitive. Always feels she has to be the best at whatever she does." She had to give up hurdling as she became pregnant with our sister," said Mark. "She met dad at the Olympics. He was a sports photographer and photographed her race and met her when she was awarded the bronze. "This is my buddy's house but he lets me use this room for a little fun now and again away from my wife."I looked at him nervously."What do you want from me?"He unfastened his holster and laid it on the table and opened his pants and unzipped. He pulled down his pants and underwear enough to expose his dick. It was about 6 inches and pretty thick and it was only half hard."Well the first thing I want is for you to get down on your knees and suck my cock. After that we will see how it goes. The. Here, take some poppers.”He offered me the bottle even as my mind took in what he’d said and I realised I was being fucked raw by a poz cock.I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing.Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner.“Don’t mind me!”.