”“What were they trying to do?” John asked.“I wasn’t doing anything I was simply standing.”John felt the presence of God all about him. He...pointed his right hand at his left. It felt like he was using a stiff brush. He held his hands a foot apart. He could see thousands of lines of energy moving back and forth. He could see the auras all around everyone and everything. John looked at his son.“Dad, you are glowing,” Johnny said.“So are you.”John carefully put his hands on the sides of Dar’s left. Smooth and uncut with prominent veins it stuck out from his hairy hanging balls and spat out a large stream of urine in the urinal. I had to concentrate to finish washing my hands as he returned his giant muscle then joined me at the next basin to wash his hands. I Didn,t think any more about Guy,s prick till I got home and was in bed on my own as everyone else was either at work or in school and I found my rock hard cock in my right hand as I imagined it was Guy,s cock I was stroking to climax. Her final chance. The rest of the evening went normally. They went out for dinner now. Malini was keeping her hand on Anil’s crotch every chance she got. She also had worn a more revealing saree. Her husband had asked her to pack it, but he wasn’t there. But his son was here who had an even better cock!That kind of saree has a sleek sleeveless blouse and reveals the waist. Anil’s Mom looked like Katrina Kaif from the ‘Gale lag jaa’ song, an absolute Goddess to give you guys an exact image. Anil. That made her incredibly slippery, so I went with it. Once she got a token load of dead swimmers, she let out a long sigh, which turned into a moan as I buried my face in her pussy. She finally had to push me away with her feet.“Damn! I heard the rumors correctly. There is a kid with a big dick that should say he is transgender to compete for world champion pussy eater. The girls said you were so good I would beg you to give me your dick just to keep your mouth and fingers from my pussy,” she.