She seemed impressed with the size as she started licking the head of my cock, around the glands and finally full on suck. The pleasure was so intense... Then, just as she started to deepthroat, feeling the warm, wet insides of her mouth, surrounding my shaft and squeezing my head, I blew my load right down her throat… But she wasn’t done yet, I told her to use her tits (my on personal male fantasy) and she wrapped her soft tits around my boiling cock and rubbed it. And god it felt good. Then to. But he still saw vehicles running on the nearby main road. Nobody seemed to notice it and stop. Why?“Okay, this is gonna be great,” Qamar thought as she stepped towards the graveyard.As he closed in, he wanted to inspect the place. In this country, if a Buddhist is buried, there will be a Dharmachakra posted on his graveyard. If that’s a Christian, that would be a cross.This place had neither of them, suggesting that this isn’t a resting place of either a Buddhist or a Christian.But then he. He was away the other week for a few days and I was home alone. I spent all day in the garden doing jobs and digging stuff over. My neighbour Sam was doing the same and I said hi a couple of times over the wall. He is an older man, about 58 and is divorced. He is fit for his age and fairly good looking. After a long day in the garden we were both admiring our work and started chatting about what we wanted to do next. We talked for a while and I offered him a drink. He said OK. We finished that. She had her hair neatly tied in a bun and was wearing only a kashta saree & nothing else. As I lay there being serviced by my slave, I grabbed her bun and pulled it open. The sight of her black, thick, long hair spread allover the bed and my stomach was very arousing. I ordered her “choos theekh say champa…pura lund lele apnay moo mein or choos”…By now she was an expert cocksucker and knew how to please her master. As I looked down upon her I noticed that she wasn’t wearing her nose ring. I.