. He fucked my face, going deeper and harder when he realized his fag boy wasn't putting up a fight. He had won, dominated me. And I was accepting. It...felt good to be used; to be treated like a whore. I wanted more. I wanted to taste his balls. "Grkhhcan guuhhh I suuukkfff yougbaawwwwllsss" I muffled through his thick cock, constantly pressed in the back of my throat. Mr. UPS laughed, looking down at his spoil of war, he slide his cock out of my horny bitch boi's mouth and let his big balls. They’ll be with you fulltime, and they’ll help you with whatever needs may have during you’re stay here.”When the elevator stopped, we walked off ahead of the baggage carts loaded with luggage. One of the bellhops pointed down the hall and told us, “That’s the entrance to your suite, where the door is open. I see your hostesses have arrived ahead of us. Just go right on in and make yourselves at home.”Joe and I stepped aside to let all the women enter first. Eight of the sexiest women I’ve ever. This story will have lot of uncommon and extreme thoughts which may not be accepted in our society like mom-son, father-daughter, grandparents-grandchildren etc.,Let’s begin the story, It is a rich Tamil joint family settled in outskirts of Chennai city and they involved in textile business in main area, so everyday one or two men in their family used to go to their shop. This family consists of Grand Father, Muthaiya (68), Grand Mother, Tamilarasi (66), Father, Anbarasu (47), Mother Kavitha. When we got there, we drove straight to a fraternity house located just off the rival school's campus. Don had a friend there who welcomed us with open arms into a pretty civilized frat party. We had a few drinks and some food, and it was a pretty nice party. Janice and Billy were getting more and more friendly as the party wore on, and were holding hands and looking like a couple. Finally it was time to go to the stadium for the game, and we had all had enough to drink so that we were a little.