Hum dono paseene paseene ho gaye the aur kafi maze aa rahe the. Ab maine unhe doggy style mein karke peeche se karne laga. Thap thap thap ki awaz pure...ghar mein gunj rahi thi. Woh bhi ab zor zor se ‘Aah’ kar rahi thi.Itne mein unka beta uth gaya aur rone laga. Supriya ne apne bete ke room ko band kar rakha tha bahar se. Woh ro raha tha bhuk ke maare. Fir hum ruk gaye aur woh sirf gown pehen ke usko dudh pila ke aa gayi bottle se.Jab woh dubara aayi toh mereko apne room mein le gayi. Aur bed pe. And terminating those who were surplus to their needs.Today was my last day before I took a well-earned retirement. I was going to travel and see the world.I'd learnt not to become personally involved ... I remained detached and objective.Well ... I did slip up twice ... and that was one of my biggest regrets, but they did afford me a couple of the best fucks that I'd ever experienced during my somewhat boring life of 60 years.The first slip-up involved Erin. I was 40 years old at the time, and. Once inside she got a glass of wine for herself and a beer for me and sat down very close to me on the sofa. Knowing her reputation and where I now found myself I was under no illusion about what was going to happen and was totally not surprised as she put her hand on my leg and moved it up and down and started speaking quite sexily and seductively to me, just saying thing like "Are you alright?" and "Make yourself comfortable" and "Does that feel nice?", all making it extremely clear where. Our cheering section went wild, which was not too surprising since a good proportion of them might well be cheerleaders.It was difficult to keep from feeling a bit silly, standing there in a crowd of teenagers while my cum ran down the thighs of one of them who had just finished almost fucking me to my knees.“Let me help, let me help, let me help”, their voices rang out as some good natured pushing and shoving took place in their competition to clean me off. It’s good to be the King.After.