She finds the idea of sucking the cock of a sixty six year old man suddenly exciting. It is so weird, so something that one doesn’t do, god. She pul...s his zipper down and takes the semi-limp cock out. Lightly kneading it with her small soft hands until she feels life pumping into it. It grows in size as it fills out to its full capacity. She would never have guessed that his nice old man, with the soft eyes, had such an enormously huge cock. ‘When last did you use this?’ she smiles up at the. A thin smoky veil of passion obscured their dilated pupils. Her hips and ass writhed on the mat below, her thighs limply kicking out and then drawing up again as though searching for some invisible lover to draw inside of them. She was completely out of control, and Balloo knew that nothing he did now would matter. She would accept any degradation he would force upon her to quell the fire that was raging out of control in her voraciously hungry cunt. There was just one thing more before he. Wo khadi hui aur maine saree nikalna start kiya.. ab wo sirf petticoat mein thi..maine uske petticoat ka nadaa bhi khol dia.. uska petticoat utar gaya.. black color ki hi panty thi uski.. little bit tummy tha uske..Hum wapas let gaye bed pr.. ab mein uski navel ko lick kr raha tha.. ek dum deep navel thi.. navel ko lick krte krte hi wo mere upar aa gaye aur meri shirt ke button ko open krke meri shirt utaar di.. maine baniyaan ni pehna tha.. ab wo mujhe kiss kr rahi thi.. mere chest pr bhi. She remembered back to how his indifference started after being told by the doctor that she was unable to conceive. It was a good thing he was there with her because she never could have found the courage to tell him. So very disappointed, he was intent on having a son. Not the same man, he changed after that. Now thinking of her as if she was his damaged property, as if he was her king and she was his queen, evidentially only wanting her as a vessel to give birth to his son, it was tragically.