I was feeling drained and hungry. I looked towards the open door and lo, our hostel ward boy saw me naked and covered in spit and cum. Our ward boy (P...ndit bhaiya) was a total DILF (Dad I’d Like to Fuck). He was around 50, with strong arms and average build and I had often heard rumors that he had fooled around with some of the boys at night. I liked watching him meditate shirtless in the morning.So he steadily started walking towards me. I became really scared and didn’t know what to do. So, I. She just grinned, she obviously loved the sound of that. Then she leaned down and leaned back up, letting her tits hit mine, in the process. My pussy was getting as wet as an ocean, I couldn't hold back for another minute. I attacked her, with my lips. We made out, as we rolled around for about five minutes. Our boobs were flopping around quite a bit, which was kinky. I felt her naked body, just like I imagined it before. Only this was real, and this was a hell of a lot sexier. Eventually, we. Ian looked behind him. Standing over six feet tall, in what must have been six-inch platform heels, was what was incontrovertibly one of the most beautiful woman Ian had ever seen, if not the sexiest. She had observed the same themes as the receptionist, but taken the look slightly further with a black PVC cat-suit and matching hood. A long, bright blonde plume of ponytail protruded from the hood and cascaded over her shoulders. Her face would have shamed a supermodel, a flawless configuration. It was limp yet long and it was glazed with her slobber. With one hand, he fingered her pussy. He wiped his cock up and down through her juices and started to stroke himself.It took him a few minutes before his cock was stiff again. He had Kelly on the verge of cumming between her loving to watch a guy jack off, the size of his prick, and the job his fingers were doing on her twat. When he finally pushed his three-quarter hard slab of meat into her tunnel, Kelly came immediately on contact.His.