Free to swing loose. Looking in the mirror I frowned at the small paunch I was starting to develop. I told myself I need to start jogging again to kee... in shape. At 44, it seemed mother nature was trying to win the battle and get me out of shape. I made a mental note to begin a new battle plan to take victory away from her. As I looked further downward I viewed my lil' friend. Soft my penis hung, small and shriveled aginst my nutsack. I always envied those guys that had a hose hanging down.. The fact that Sarah was 17 and her brother Matthew was 15 also helped, as they were deemed responsible and to be treated like adults, especially Sarah.Elizabeth had lost her husband five years ago to a long torturous illness, she never appeared to recover from it. There had never been any new boyfriends and she seemed to put all her energies in to her work. So with no natural father or new partner to look after her two children, that was the arrangement and while it was not the typical family. She liked the sweaty, salty, slightly tangy flavor of a sweaty man's balls and the days' driving in this summer heat had given them an extra delicious taste.She sucked each one in turn onto her mouth until she had gotten all that she could from them then she moved to his perineum and on down to the crack of his ass.She couldn't quite rim him with him sitting there but she made a point to do that before she left in the morning. After all, he had paid good money for the full treatment and she. Uuuuuuunnnnhhhh... UUUUHHHHGGG!" The violent excitement of his aggressiveness made Reena moan in pleasure. As her salwar got stuck due to her high-heeled sandals, he just tore it away without bothering to open the sandals.His strong hand reached her panties. Savagely, he ripped the material downwards. Reena drew up her legs one by one, enabling him to pull the panties off her one leg and then the other. Reena started moaning uncontrollably… "mere pyaare…ankit….. meri choot chaato…." Ankit.