Imtiyaz aarti ki chuchiya pakadke unko masalte apna lund uski chut pe rakhte dabake dabake ghusata hai.aarti ekdum uchalke chillate bolti hai,”uaiii...i maaaaaaaaaaaa imtiyazzzzzzzzzz meriiiiii chuttttttttttt gayeeee,imtiyaz aaj phaad de is randi ki choot.zaheeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr mai jannat mai hu raja,ek saath meri chut aur gaand mai ek-ek lund mujhe bahut accha lag raha hai.aur zorse chod mujhe tum dono.mera poora jism khub maslke chod meri chut aur gaand.”aarti ab in do musalmaano ki bich mai. “Well, I should go now Cliff.” I said as leaned over to give him a hug.I knew my breasts would be right in his face, but I didn’t expect him to slide his fingers inside again. I held on to him as he made me convulse again, then I kissed his forehead and said goodbye. My legs were so wobbly I walked slowly back home thinking of the great time I had, and how my life had changed in the last few days. I went straight home, took a shower and recalled what happened with joy. I felt like I needed to. I agreed and we went up to the bar. "Bartender, ifen ya please, we would each like a drink of yer good stuff. Ya know the one I mean."The bartender looked a little strange, then smiled, and reached under the bar for a bottle that was very dusty, but had the recognizable label of a Kentucky brand of bourbon. The dealer dropped an Eagle on the bar and accepted $6 in change. I appreciated his largess, and I smiled my appreciation as I sipped my drink. Both of us knew how to appreciate the finer. I increased my speed and could feel myself cumming. It was very erotic to see another man wanking whilst I was doing the same. I started to moan as my orgasm approached. As my moaning increased my mate opened his eyes and watched me. My first spurt shot up to my chest, as did the second. the next two landed on my belly. I continued pumping my cock and moaning with pleasure until I had spent my load. My mates eyes were wide as he watched me cum and he pumped his cock furiously and moaned out.