She asked my what I thought of her idea for a costume. She would use her boyfriends shoulder pads and helmet and dress up as a football player. Natura...ly, I told her she’d look pretty, and we started to talk about making her look more like an athlete and like a man. We talked about how a man has a thicker waste, so she ought to wear something around her waist to lessen how her hips flared out – her hips and ass flared out wonderfully from her narrow waist. Really, I didn’t care about the. I replied that it could be a stain of spilled milk. But seasoned Baboon’s eyes realized that the stain was of a night discharge from my genital during sleep.After testing blood the way a b**st becomes hungrier, similarly Mr. Baboon became bolder for touching and grabbing my genital even in broad day light and in front of other Hostel-mates. Some Hostel-mates even warned me of him and advised to keep off him. I, a boy of 14 years of age, was not aware what Mr. Baboon’s actions will lead me to,. He held his member at the base and lowered it my mouth. That giant nob of a cockhead hung right at my lips. My breathing caused my chest to heave, my fingers tingled, the cement stung my knees, and I couldn’t control myself. I felt the warm piss rush from me, heard the whish, the stink of urine filled my nostrils, and I opened my mouth.I clutch my hair, dragging me onto her cock. The saltiness of it and rank odor of my captor’s sweaty crotch turned my stomach. He shoved his cock deep into my. Since this was our first time, we went about it slowly, had a light dinner and sat down with our drinks to watch a movie. Renuka made the first move by saying it was getting late, allowing me to suggest that she stay back.She made an expression of false surprise saying “but I don’t have any night clothes or change of dress for tomorrow to which I replied I can deal with that” and I smiled. She smiled too and leaned forward, her breath smelling of vodka, and I caught her medium sized breasts.