Main 15 mins tak lagatar uske lips ko chusta rha. Main to jaise swarg mein tha, aur usko main lagatar chusta rha. 15 mins ke baad main uske ears ko su...k krne laga aur pheor neck aur pheir boobs , jab main uske boobs pe pahucha to maine uskiT- shirt uthar aura b wooh sirf bra mein , uske Santre jaise boobs ko main dekh kar hairan reh gaya thausne mujhe kha aki pls. in boobs ko bhi azad kr doaur maine uske boobs ko bhi azad kar diya. Main ab uske jusiy boobs ko suck kar rha tha aur uske mooh se. He was a younger version of the waiter, obviously his son. The scene sent Steve’s mind racing back, He remembered the older children of the taverna’s waiters were allowed, or even encouraged, to help at the tables, performing minor tasks such as clearing used plates or delivering the bill. Astonishingly the ten year old looked so familiar. Was it possible the waiter was one of those boys all those years ago? When Steve mentioned this to the waiter, the man looked at him carefully and stated it. He then gets up on the bed behind me and rests his cock on my back after smacking my ass with it a couple times and he asks, “Are you ready for my cock, slut?” Yes, Mr. Ducati, master, please fuck me, please give me your dick deep in my hole. I want it hard and I want it now. Please fuck me master. I want to be your whore.” He then pushes my head down and licks my ass a little bit before putting the tip of his cock right on the edge of my willing to please fuck hole. He then says, “ Just so you. “Morning, Rex… whoa!” Malik gasped.“Huh? What’s… holy crap!” Serra agreed.“Whatcha think? Ya like it?” Rex asked with a grin.Rex’s hair had grown longer in his time with Malik and Serra, and he had also decided to stop shaving. A full beard was beginning to come in, giving him a bit of breathing room in being instantly recognized as a clone, and he had further disguised himself by dying his hair blonde. Even though his beard had a ways to go before it was fully-grown and his hair was.