He was smiling but had his eyes closed, the quirky look on his face reminding me of how sensitive a man Chris was. Passion was absent in his married l...fe, and the fact that I trusted him enough to make love with me and my husband spoke volumes. “Chris,” I whispered. His eyes whipped open. “Fuck me.” He nodded, much like a young boy would, and held my hips with his hands. He pushed me forward before he pulled me back to him, his cock sliding out and back into my asshole with fiery tension and. Maine fir se apna lund di k muh me diya or bola chal rndi khada kr ise.Wo suck krne lagi or mai unke chut me ungli dalte rha ,thodi der me lund maharaj khade ho gye.Unhone kha beta chal ab aaja apne lambe lund ka swad niche se de mujhe,bhut din ho gye hai chude hue.Maine kha aata hu aj to apki chut ka bhurta bana dunga,di-mai b yahi chahti hu.Mai unke niche pairo k bich jakr baith gya di ne mera lund pakad kr apne chut par set kiya or kha dhakka de,maine sandar shot mara wo chillane lagi. He'll feel my arms and pinch my tits, his legs will shake and BAM! I taste his nut in my mouth. I lick and clean him off with my tongue, he zips up and walks out. I gave about 3 more blowjobs and it got slow for a while. I checked my phone; 10 p.m. Oh well, I figured I'd let the meter run down and call it a night. I still had about 20 minutes worth of viewing left. Usually I'll jerk off and time my nut to the last 5 minutes. I was watching a really sexy movie - a gorgeous white girl was sucking. "Do you miss it?" I asked."There is nothing good to miss about the life, but yes I miss the adrenaline rush," he said."I thought so." I smiled at him then said, "Tell you what I have one house that really is going to be small. It was a kind of meeting house at the end of the street. It is just one room, but you can make do I'm sure, after all you are a legionnaire." Let's go see it," he suggested."Sylvia take a clipboard. k Go show Jerrod that house at the end of the street. Write down what it.