..phardijiye meri chuut ko….aah..uncle. .aap jub meri chatiyanDabate hain…yaa jab mere sharir ko hath lagate ho,to aag laga dete ho.aap jo bhi bol...ge uncle.Mein…karungi. .aapka lamba lund..choosungi. ..aapse gaand..bhi.. Marwaungee. ..uncle.. Bole..chaalDelhi..mein Tujhe raat bhar khub maaza dunga,mera lund dunga tujhe..aur.. Uncle meri baat..sunkeJosh mein ahaye…aur chudai ke speed khuoob..tej kardi…aahhhh. .uncle… Aahhh..mein. ChilanneLagi…..masti. Mein….aaahh. .jhhooorrr. .seee.aaahh.. My fanny was already soaking!I looked at Bill, his eyes were boring into me, he we sitting to my right and very close, he said “Look down Anna.”I didn’t understand at first and he moved back slightly, I then saw it, his bell end was sticking out of his fucking pocket!“These are my pulling trousers Anna, no pocket on that side,” Bill said.His bell end was engorged, pre-cum was leaking from his pee hole, it was like a fucking apple.Bill was still looking at me, “Go on, get your fucking hand on. He had a full head of silver hair and a tanned and very muscular body. I could see an impressive bulge in his black Speedos. I looked up and noticed that he seen me staring. I blushed as he smiled and then I went back to swimming. I was confused about how attracted I was to this man. I put it down to being away from home, feeling horny and that the site of naked flesh even on a male was alluring to me. I kept checking his body out of the corner of my eye. I realised my cock was getting hard.. "You never stop long enough to actually find out what a show is about."She ignored him. He lay back on the bed and covered his eyes with one arm. The static of the changing sounds was a cadence in his ears, until suddenly there was silence."Not going to watch anything?" he asked, his eyes still covered."Wh-wh-what d-d-do you th-th-think this m-m-might b-b-be about?" she stuttered.He uncovered his eyes and lifted his head. The screen was a blue pay per view screen with the words "Bambi Bangs.