Ab main hall mein baitha tv dekh raha tha. Fir wo change karke aayi. Maine usko dekha, to wo ek t-shirt bina bra ke, aur shorts mein aayi thi chhoti s.... Par wo usme sexy lag rahi thi. Fir main change karne gaya. Main t-shirt aur boxer pehan ke aa gaya baahar. Usne mujhe dekha, par kuch boli nahi.Fir maine usko poocha: Piyu, kuch problem nahi hai na, sirf boxer mein aaya hu to?To wo boli: Koi baat nahi yaar, aise bahut dekhe hai maine.Uske aisa kehne par hum dono hass pade. Fir main uske sath. Isliye us se pyar se pesh aate hue baatein karne lagi. Usne kaha ki, “Aap taro taza ho jaao. Kyunki aapko lekar shaab kai der tak bath tub mein masti kareinge. Isliye pahle se sharir mein maalish karwa lo oil ki. Nahi toh 3 days rahna hai. Zhukam ya bukhar ho gayee toh bhi sahab chhodne wale nahi.”Baat mein dum tha. Haan kiya, toh naariyal oil le aaya, aur kaha ki baniyan uttar do. Baniyan uttar di. Main bed pe let gayee. Naukar ka naam Chandu tha. Usne pith mein bahut hi acche se maalish ki,. Tonight though, well Jack had a little plan up his sleeve. He had been looking for the perfect place. A friend had told him about this old cemetery and in particular about the old mansion that stood off in the back corner. Apparently the mansion was abandoned although kept in good repair. Most likely by some preservation society who were dedicated to such causes. Jack had been to the cemetery a couple of times to scope it out. The old mansion was secluded alright and while carrying some spooky. "Clean me up," he demanded as he pushed his cock to my mouth."I will be honored," I answered. "Ummmmmmm, it tastes soooo good."As the Charles and Jameer got dressed and walked away, I looked at my forgotten Dan. He had a distant look on his face. No expression was apparent, but he didn't look angry either. No words were spoken as I took his hard cock in my hand to give him release. I pumped him faster and faster until his juice spilled on the floor.Monique came back in the room and said,.