I arrived at my Mistress house at the appointed hour, my Mistress is a beautiful Asian woman barely five foot tall, least than one hundred pounds in h...r earl Grey forties but has the body of a twenty year old. On the other hand I am six foot three inches tall, two hundred and fifty pounds in my late fifties, old enough to be her father. As I arrive and knock on the door I am dressed causally in a polo shirt and kaki, when my Mistress answers the door she is dressed in a black leather jump suit. We try to be as quiet as possible, and I drop to my knees, unzipping his jeans, reaching inside, and pulling out his cock. It’s already hard for me, a drop of precum oozing out of the tip, I lick it off, making him moan softly. I wrap my warm wet mouth around him, and pump his length with my lips and tongue. He runs his fingers through my hair, and pets my head, urging me on. I look up to meet his eyes, and know that although he is quiet, he is greatly enjoying what my mouth is doing to him.. Pure gore badan pe pani ki bunde motiyo jaise chamak rhe the. Main to ektak dekhta hi rah gya. Didi muskurate huye andar chli gyi. Mere lund paint ke ander hi tight ho gya.Fir didi bahar aayi kapde pehan ke. Tea aur breakfast ke bad hum dono bate kar rhe the. mera dhyan bar bar didi ke boobs pe chla jata tha, kyoki usne low cut blouse pehna tha. Main didi se bat chit krne me bachpan se hi thoda frenk tha. Didi ne meri nazro ka pichha kiya aur pakar liya ki main bar bar kya dekh rha hu.Usne. And I'd seen a couple naked people in class but I didn't know if it was Program or outreach or what. I hadn't made any friends — I hadn't made any enemies either — so I had no one to ask really.So. Monday, I had no idea how bad my day was going to suck. I rode the bus alone as usual. None of them talk to me, I don't talk to them. Mostly these days, I read. But not fiction. Biographies mostly. Mr. Redmond collected them and said I could read them anytime so long as I didn't crack the spines or.