And don't forget to thank him, sir, for cumming in your mouth. Christ, thought Jane/Joe, it should be easier than this! Whoops! Cell 28 was here."Hell..., sir! If your name is Mr. Ransom, sir, I'm Jane, your cock-sucking slave for the next half hour! sir!" Ransom waved him to enter. Jane/Joe pursed his lips seductively, running his tongue across them, as Jose had taught him, and entered the cell, making damn sure to sway his hips provocatively. The effect wasn't lost on Ransom, who whistled. "It's too old, darl." "I don't care," I said defiantly, "I love it." Lenny had left school as soon as he could and became a mechanic, focusingon motor bikes. Now, at twenty-eight, he owned a small Ducati dealership, rodebikes all the time while dressed in his brand new red leathers and black helmet.He and his friends would take off on weekend jaunts across the channel andride through France or Spain , leaving me behind in dreary London . I didn'tlike his friends much, all lads who swilled lager. He grunted through the gaga when I fingered him, then his eyes went real wide when Anita pulled my frenchies down and my cock reared up from between my legs.If he hadn't been gagged I'm sure he'd have been begging no, no, no! I slid my cock into him bit by bit, real slow so that he knew it was a real length of hot flesh he was getting. Very tight muscles trying to push me out so I slammed passed the resistance until my balls slapped his.His groans and moans were music to my ears, I glanced to. .Meri bhabhi ke sadi ke 2sal se jada ho chuke the par abhi take ek bhi bacche nhi the ,bhaiya bohot dino se kaam ke karan up bye hue the ,aur bola tha ki 2 saptah me lautenge ..Maine ek saptah tak wise hi bhabhi sath baatein sav ki dusre saptah ko pwhli din hi mughe bohot sex ka mann kar raha tha. .Par mughe myth marne ki aadat nhi thi issliye maine mouth nhi mari .Bhabhi daily ki tarah aaj bhi thik 1baje nahane gyi .Mai jaan bughkar bathroom me ghus gya ,andar jaate hi maine dekha bhabhi surf.