Tab woh kasamasate mere sar ko pakadkar jor se ball khichate. Mera sar apne masal bhare hue gore pet par aur nabhi mein jor se dabochane lagati.Ab mai... uski gahri nabhi main jor jor se jeebh andar bahar karte lapalapate chatane laga. Woh pagalo ki tarha mere baal noch rahi thi. Main bhi aab uski nazuk bhari hui jangho ko sahalate sahalate chut ko ungaliyon se masalane laga.Woh aab jor nor se aahe bharte mujhe jor se apni chut par dabane lagi. Maine jhat se mere lund ko uski nazuk gulabi chut. Gus finished his coffee and stood. "Excuse me, Millie, but I've got to be going. It's better than an hour's drive to the county seat, and I want to be there when Charley opens his office. How's Danny this morning? Did you look in on him?" Yes," Millie replied. "He's getting along all right."She glanced guiltily at Pete and caught him watching her. He quickly averted his eyes and stood."Come on, Cal," he said."Be with you in a minute," the younger man responded. He grinned across the table at. She must have sifted through days worth of thumbnails to find that."I sent it to myself in an email from your computer," she said. "Show me!"Suddenly I understood. I had bookmarked that page, and the other pages with her picture on them. Then, to make the PowerPoint presentation, I had just selected the pictures on those pages. She had decoded all that, found the original page. She had then sent the link to that page's location to herself in an email.I reached for the mouse and moved the slider. I watched as he crawled away with the bag in his mouth. I could see he had a hard on in his pants. He emerged from the bathroom about 2:30 PM, dressed as directed , red lip stick and painted nails as I directed him and had the makeup in the bathroom. I called him to me and had him undress me, kissing and sucking and licking me. I bend over the bed and told him to lick my ass, tongue me deep, and he did. What a faggot he was already! I was loving it too!I called room service and made him.