I didn't pay attention to the voices I heard enter the room until I felt a hand on the back my leg. A second hand squeezed my bottom. A third hand ru...bed my back. A fourth raised my robe and two thick fingers entered me. The hands felt great as each massaged my body. The two fingers knew where to probe as they sawed in and out. I was drifting on the waves of joy those hands and fingers were giving me when a voice I knew entered the room. " Ben. Your boy is getting to be a real slut,".. . and the tightly-rounded young bottom. All very nice.The soft warm lips began to kiss his scrotum gently. Even nicer. Quentin thought of all the training that had gone into making Kim do this without the slightest delay of protest. In the real world, what 16-year-old could be persuaded to kiss the balls of a paunchy, middle-aged lecher like himself?The kissing went on and was intensified. A busy little tongue began to lick. The girl certainly knew what she was about. „Suck me, girl,“ said. She started bobbing as he took his cock inch by inch in her mouth.“Oh, Suresh Jiju, I don’t want to get married now. I am in love with this cock,” She said and squeezed his cock.She could feel the pre cum oozing in her mouth as his cock went deeper and deeper.Suresh held Ayushi’s face and started humping his hips upwards. He was now fucking her mouth. Ayushi’s spit fell on his thighs every time he thrust his cock deeper inside her mouth.Suresh looked towards the door as he fucked Ayushi’s. ‘Maybe, if you’re agreeable to it, we can find a place together and live together, so long as you behave and don’t get fresh,’ she said with a little laugh. ‘I’d live with you as long as we had boundaries and we respected one another’s privacy.’ She imagined them living together as a couple and in the way that a father would live with his daughter. Only, the image of him trying to get a peek of her tits, crept in her mind. On those days she was horny, perhaps giving him a down nightgown view,.