Including every drop of cum I had to give him! So, for me, the trip there had been more than well worth it on several levels!The older man I'm talking...about was nearly thirty three years older than I, but when we'd gotten together, the age aspect didn't really seem that important of an issue to either of us. He was a fantastic cock sucker, and if he was going to pay me, and somewhat generously, I wasn't going to make an issue of our respective age differences! Besides, his enthusiasm is what. She slowly started giving me a handjob for about 5 mins. Now my dick reached its full potential. After that she blew me off. She deep throated like a fucking Goddess. She spat on my dick and I pushed her head so she could choke on it. Her hands were stinking of spit and my salty cum. She kept blowing me off for the next 15 minutes.After she was done, my dick was DRIPPING with spit like a waterfall. I went and I closed the curtains and I went to her bathroom and took some massage oil. The spit. I can't tell. I didn't think Laura would be weirded out by it, but she knows me better than anyone else does. Seriously, please don't tell anyone else about this. It's bad enough already.' Glen admitted.'What, because the two of us know?' Laura asked.'Three people know. Ms. Lynn figured it out last night.' Glen stated.'How?' Both girls stated almost in perfect unison.'She's been teaching me Aikido. I was using my jo sticks for batons, and I only picked one up. She picked up the other one, and. Started kissing her hands. And she was caught little off guard when I swooped down to plant a kiss on her lips. She was next to me and slipping lower on the sofa.We spoke some more and started holding hands. I was done with my whiskey. She came to my kitchen and said she would wash the glasses. To be honest – while I’ve been a long time Indian Sex Stories reader – my servant never turned me on and I had no such plans. (although a new cook from the neighbor looking for additional work once did.