Once again, really sorry. And thanks for offering to take my seat. You are a real gentleman!” I was starting to blush now a bit because well, its no... always that you get complemented by a pretty lady. She then introduced herself formally and we were making some small talk- about what we do, where we are from and all. Turns out, she was a project manager at a reputed software company. Well that explained the confidence and the forward thinking of sharing a seat with a random stranger.By this. She started to make sucking noises as she blows me like a pro, her brown eyes on mine the whole time as she takes my thick cock down her throat and then back to her hot mouth, leaving a ring of red lipstick at the base of my cock. “Fuck, you’re so thick babe.” She says as she finally detaches her mouth and lips from my cock. My meat is wet with spit and Carla moves her tongue out to lick at a drop of pure precum leaking from the head, making a show of swallowing her small treat and licking her. “What’s this?” I asked.“It’s a CD full of old-school Goth music. Try it, you’ll like it.”“Who’s on it?”“You know, The Sisters, Bauhaus, Siouxsie, Fields, Ministry, all the big names the yuppies will never know.”“I’m depressed Ian, how is listing to whiners whine about being more depressed than me going to make me feel better.”“Ahh, that is the reason I hand you the classics my negative minded friend. It’s only after Goth became popular that everyone started singing about death and vampires and. He caught my face with his hands and started to lick my face and lips and my nose just to give me the smell of my ass. I was getting very horny by his activities. Now it was my turn to please him. I asked him can I strip you, Gupta Ji, he looked at me and said I am all your baby.I unzipped his pant and he was wearing boxers, before I could pull it down, he pulled it down and took his dick in his hand and placed it on my mouth, I smiled and said “itni hi kya jaldi hai aapko gutaji” (why in a.