Oh, shit. Oh, shiiiiiiit. Yeeeeeessss. Oh, yes. Lick that pussy. Lick that pussy clean. Hmmmmmmmmmm. Aaaaaaaaah! Oooooooooooh!" ... She managed to take a few pictures of me eating her pussy but her hand collapsed on her due to her ever growing orgasm. I licked and I licked and sucked that shit up and as always Cynthia was loving every minute of it. "Fuck!",. Alone now as I waited for Customs to arrive, I pondered our short exchange and the extra attention we'd just given to our shared maleness. The simile of the "cock-pit" was as old as flying, but hearing it from this hot looking young charter jock stirred something inside of me.He was slightly under six feet in height, no more that 180 pounds, about 33" at the waist, and looked to be in his early twenties; but these droll specifications slipped into insignificance against the background of the. Vo abhi jangali billi ki tarah behave kar rahi thi. Usne mere gaalo ko bhi kaatna shuru kar diya. Muje tention ho gaya ki aagar gaalo pe koi marks ho gaya to ghar pe meri wife ko kya jawaab dunga. Ab hamari jang takat ki thi. Maine puri takat lagayi aur usko palat diya. Aur uske upar chad gaya. Maine uski kameez ko upar kar diya. Aur bra ke andar haath dalke nippals ko pakad liya. Aur joor se masalne laga. Ab usne aah bhari. Aur kuch shhant hui. Ab mere hosh me hosh aaya. Maine uski bra ki. Next I go over to the kitchen cupboard and retrieve two tumblers and set them down on the coffee table as well. “Shall I pour…?” “Yes” comes the harsh answer. Clink-glug-glug-clink-glug-glug. With the accuracy of a bar maid I pour 2 generous quadruple measures. Looking at the clock I see that it’s 8pm, time to pop over to Kats’ house. It’s only across the hall but it feels a million miles away from my dreary home. Bright colours, laughter and delicious food give me something I can’t find.