He-‘ ‘In the army? Soldier? Did he fight with guns? Like in the movies?’ the kid bombarded him with his questions. ‘Yes he served in the arm... for a few years. But you see, Raja Mahendra Pratap, the King, did not like guns. His soldiers fought with swords and spears and bows and arrows. And Viraat was always good with a sword.’ the old man explained, shifting in his seat. He gulped down the half-empty glass of water lying on the table and continued. ‘One day, he was fighting at the local. She was crying like a bitch, trying to get rid of me, and asking me for kindness. Ahhhh…. Ahhhhhh. Please Aashu…. Aashu… please bas karo… bahut dard ho raha hai……I was holding her tight, there was no chance for her to go away…… I murmured in her ear, ab pata chala tereko, hmmmm…. Saali kutiya…..kah rahi hai bas karo. I was abusing her with very small movement of in and out of my cock into her asshole, she was very restless, my dick was now moving with little ease, then I said, chal ab nikal. So I raced into the creek as quick as I could and hoped she didn’t notice. Once in the water I began to relax. We splashed water at each other and laughed like little kids. It wasn’t until I saw how her shirt clung to her person that I found myself getting all keyed up again. She couldn’t have been wearing anything underneath, for the cool water brought her nipples to hard dark points that were clearly visible through the thin fabric. She must have noticed my stare because she stopped the. Then I got that beautiful feeling and I began to squirm and wriggle. I was manufacturing the impending flood of semen I was going to deliver to him. He recognized my body language and prepared himself. Then it happened; my body tensed up and began to shake. My legs began to tremble. The sensation down deep in my body built up. My balls tightened. I had reached the climax of our intimacy, and I was about to enjoy a most amazing orgasm.My balls felt amazing as he fondled them. I began to cum as.