Main bhi phir fresh hua aur ready ho gaya.Tabtak dad bhi ghar aa gaye the aur woh bhi room mein fresh aur ready hone ke liye gaye.Maine aur dad ne sui....Shirt and pant pehna tha jabki mummy ne black pant. Red full sleeve shirt and black blazer pehna tha. Phir hum log exact 6 pm ghar se nikle aur within 1 hours dubai city se outside abu dhabi road par sheikh zayed ke farm house mein pahunche.Wahaan sheikh zayed ne hum teenon ka welcome kiya. Mummy se handshake karte waqt sheikh mummy ke haath ko. .'Sam's father groans, closing his eyes and starts stroking his cock with large up and down strokes.Sam continues stroking, but instead of looking at the screen, he looks at his father skilfully jerking himself. His firm hand gliding up and down. Every once in a while a glob of pre-cum flows out, which he seems to smear over the head, moaning as he does so. The vice like grip seems to provide a stimulating sensation from the base all the way to the tip. It was mesmerising!'mmmm, I'm close to. When I looked back up to my house, I was pleased with the effects of a nicely paved and guttered road.However, the state of the grounds needed some serious attention. They obviously got enough rainfall here that garden maintenance was a must. I put a spell on the grass, so it mowed itself once a week.I headed back to the kitchen and found a big pot of stew on the stove and six loaves of fresh bread on the table under a cloth. A bowl and spoon waited for me in my spot on the table.Apparently, I. ‘ohhh, yeah Baby, I know you want some of this. Doesn’t it taste good?’ Before he could answer, I grabbed a pillow and kneeled down on it, and began rubbing his hard cock through his boxers. I unbuttoned them letting his manhood come out. I kissed the head lightly, which made him moan a little, and started to stroke it softly. I felt nawty, real nawty and wanted to be nawty. I licked up one side and down the other, letting his whole cock slide down my throat, sucking and stroking until I felt.