It was a small shop. Tailor looking at my mom smiled and said hello to her. His name was ansari. He was around 45 years old, 5.9” tall, medium built... clean-shaven. He gave my mom her new blouse and when my mom opened her purse to pay him. He said, “ why don’t to try the blouse first and see if it fits? ”. Mom replied, “ ok, but where will i change?” Ansari opened the door behind the counter and welcomed us in. The room was not well lit just little light coming from the door we had entered he. I thought of his sweet, rock hard cock in the taxi and rammed 2 fingers into my mouth, sucking them hard while my pussy was throbbing in my other hand. I quietly groaned as I the driver muttered under his breath, “Stupid drunken k**s...” Two fingers explored deeper into my tight pussy while it pulsated around them. My hips pushed up against my thrusts. I felt his cum shooting down my throat before it dripped down my chin. I sucked hungrily at his spurting cock and then licked at my chin when. He pushed me onto the window and started kissing my neck. He kept kissing both sides of my neck.Me: You’re bloody hard fucker, you will tear my pussy, bastard.We moved on to the dining table. He dropped me on it and pulled me to the edge of the table, and my legs were hanging down. He took both my legs up and kept caressing them with his hands. He sucked my toes, licked them, chewed each finger of both feet, and bit the fingers.Me: Ah, fuck me, bloody asshole. I want your cum in my cunt.I was. Once on the ground they both burst out into fits of giggles.Joe now left both boys sat on the ground still giggling to each other.He had seen a large cart when he passed the church.He now walked back and got the cart.Joe now pulled the cart back to where the boys were.Joe now tossed the boys into the cart.He now took a firm grip on the handles of the cart and set off in the direction of the boy’s home.While he had been talking to the boys, they had told him where they lived and how to get.