She was in the corridor between the lounge and gym."Sir said you were a good fuck toy last night and he wants you to have some lounge time as a treat....There's an Xbox, TV with movies, lots of toys, and a snack bar. I suggest you limit yourself with the snack bar, getting fat is the quickest way to end up under Cooks knife. Do you understand?" Yes Miss."And with that she opened the door and gestured for Brooklyn to enter. Compared to the industrial feeling of the rest of the dungeon this room. I am aged about 40 and i am not married.I came to Hyderabad for doing business. I belongs to a village near chitoor and my elders were farmers. While I was there, this incident happened. I want to say about me. My cock size was too small and I afraid to get marry. Not only that my inner heart desires to have gaysex with elders.In village it was too difficult to have such type of sex because it will be known to everybody.I controlled myself up to my age of 37.One day when I was passing on a. What a beauty, as I had seen her in burkha but now saw her in sleeveless nighty which was a bit transparent.I was looking at her boobs which were fantastic which she noticed and said what am I looking at, I was ashamed and then started to look somewhere else. She then got up from bed and came close to me. She said look I need you tonight as she likes me immediately.I turned at her and embraced her and started kissing her and kissing her necks, ears, eyes, nose lips and then smooch her. Took her. I wanted to kick myself for not bringing flowers for her, the universal sign of slavery for future husbands. But, I’d be making it up to her in spades for damn sure.Parked, I headed for her second floor walkup. I knocked. I could hear footsteps. The door opened and I couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked. I think I stared for a full minute before squeaking out my prepared and memorized greeting.“Ready to go?” I said. She could see I was distressed. She giggled, but only slightly.“Sure.