Good blond hair that was now long enough to tickle his collarbones was plastered flat to his skull by the rain. Loose blue jeans were soaked through, ...s was the long sleeved white shirt he wore. The water had turned the garment transparent. Cotton clung to the outlines and shapes of the muscles in his chest, his abdomen and across his shoulders, and it also revealed the tattoo black wings, line art outlines only, that the boy bore across his shoulders. Sera had designed then for him, and these. Nathan curses. Groans and locks eyes with me as the second spurt rockets up his shaft. This one has force behind it, lashing to stripe my cheek. So does the third, ending a fraction before my eye, each pulse painting my face and tongue with streaks of hot spunk. I resume stroking my fingernails up his length, faster now, in sync with each jet, adoring the way his breath bursts from him and cock flexes, jerking up with each contraction.As the last surge deposits its contents on my tongue, I. Main – Aslam, aaram se karna is bar.Aslam – Ha meri jaan.Itna bolkar Aslam ne mera blouse kholna shuru kar diya. Aur blouse nikal kar bra upar karke mera dhudh pine lage. Main bhi masti se unka sir apne boobs par daba kar unko apna dhudh pilane lagi.Aslam pehle mere left side ke boob ko chusne lage aur dusre hath se mere dusre boob ko dabane lage. Mujhe bohut maza aa raha tha aise apne dono boobs ke sath karwate hue.Main moan karne lagi, “Oh. Yeah, Aslam chus lo inka sara ras. Ye boobs tumhare. He’s probably bragged about what he did to me. Is any cop fucking straight?When he’s gone, a female cop comes over and starts the routine, pointing to a shower in the corner and telling me to strip. “Be sure to wash your hair with the shampoo we’ve provided. It’s for protection against head lice or to kill any you have. You druggies are full of all kinds of shit. Also, be sure to use the body soap. Again it’s for your protection.”I look for a curtain — but there isn’t one. After removing my.