I walked right by and continued on into the building. I found an empty stool at the end of the bar, ordered a vodka tonic and then I settled down to w...tch. The place was loaded with women. A rough count showed that there were about three women for every two guys. It looked as if the Black Saddle had become a meat market since the last time I'd been in. I saw several of the ladies casting glances at me and two of them made eye contact and then smiled at me — invitations if I ever saw them — but. My eyes and mouth was wide opened to see her with a pink sari in which she looked like sex goddess. She received me with a smile and welcomed me in. And introduced me to rest of her family. I wished the boy and went and sat near by chair, Mr. Sharma came and sat near me and said that his children have improved a lot under my guidance and appreciated me and left to meet the other guest’s later Mrs. Sharma came to me with a plate of cake and drink. And she started chatting normally as nothing. “You have a history exam on Monday. We need to spend all weekend getting you ready. Let’s go.” Marisol clapped her hands, an early mistake that sent her breasts on a wild dance.“You know I can’t wake up without my morning blowie.”“You’ll get your blowie when you get up.” Her days were full of these minor concessions to purchase a few minutes of attention span from that lazy, horny, immature, entitled brat.“Aren’t you listening? I need my blowie to get up. I have ADHD, you know.”Yes, you seem to. As I sucked him, he reached over and took my dick into his large warm hand. Jason was moaning while as he moaned in pleasure, I felt his finger circle around my anus. This felt amazing, and I continued to suck his beautiful hard dick. As I sucked the first man in my life, I could hear him moan and feel his finger probe my butt hole. I then heard him tell me how he wanted to be inside of me and has wanted to fuck me hard. I ended up on my stomach over the bed with my underwear off. I can't say.