Mujhe dard hi raha tha lekin woh nahi ruki…. Ab bol behenchod mazaa aa raha hai. Shanti ne meri gaand mein apni zubaan dali aur use chaatne lagi. Ch...ti bhi apni chut aur gaand mein meri zubaan ko le rahi thi aur mazze kar rahi thi. Main apna lund utha raha tha hawa mein. Shanti ne dekha…. Chalo bahut maar li teri…. Ab mere ko bhi aisa karni hai. Woh mere laude pe apni chut ragadne lagi….. Sssssiii mazaa aa raha hai kutte ko tadpa ke…..Kaise chhatpata raha hai hamare niche…. Meri toh chut tapak. Actually it was her mom who told me to talk to her about this when she was alone with me for some time in the hospital. Well now I would like to tell readers that now I am trying to write down my conversation with her and it was mostly in Hindi, but I am trying my best to write it in English so that many readers who do not understand Hindi can also read and understand all that,But truly speaking I am little weak in English, and if I will fail to translate it I will write it with Hindi words. I felt like a trembling teenager again. Soon his soft, warm lips caressed and pressed against the underside of my cock’s head. I felt as if my eyes rolled back into my head. The feeling was wonderful, a warm amazing young mouth was loving my cock and the fact that it was a young man’s didn’t matter at that moment. I was lost to the feelings. When he eventually brought me to orgasm, I was shaking and clawing at the sofa cushions. Releasing into his warm eager mouth could not have felt. "That's the plan, slut," Vince laughed as he continued to force his soap-covered cock deeper into my butt. "You really need to loosen up buddy cause I sure like having your ass-meat wrapped around my prick. I think I'm gonna take to this buttfucking real nice. I might fuck this prime piece of ass all goddamn day." "You're one sick bastard," I exhaled, as I felt Vince's hairy nuts brush against my ass. Looking back between my legs, I saw all but the last couple of inches of Vince's rod buried in.