Observing the pitying glances of other passengers, he had allowed himself an internal smile. What would they think if they knew what thoughts played i... the mind of this poor old guy? Would they believe that they were looking at a man who, back in his twenties, had prided himself on his success with women.Crazy? Were his expectations really so crazy? Were they really the overreaction of a senile mind? No, he was free to roam through memories in any way he wanted. Where had he noticed the route. At the same time, the other two guys came in her pussy and ass. As he took his monster cock out of Pawan’s mouth, she gasped for air and her face was completely messed up and covered with her saliva and puke.Before the next three take their turn, they washed Pawan’s face and also cleaned the puke from the floor. Meanwhile, chachaji astonished everyone with his stamina. He finally filled Kirti’s pussy with his thick cum.He came so much in her pussy that it was leaking from her pussy. He pulled. There was a door that led to his master bathroom and another door that would open into a walk-in closet. The bedroom was furnished with a comfortable-looking chair in one corner of the room; against one wall was his large chest of drawers with a large mirror attached to the back. The bed had a nightstand on each side. Atop one nightstand was a lamp and on the other a digital alarm clock and a cordless landline phone. The bed was a large king-sized bed with an ornate cast-iron footboard and. "Bend forward, let me get that bum."I was wearing a black, pencil skirt that ended just above my knee. It was very tight indeed round my hips and buttocks."Further, bend more hold your ankle, look round to me."I leaned forward my champagne blonde, shoulder length hair tumbling over my face. My bum, which some say is my best feature was being digitally immortalised."Ok Cat, now the bra."I straightened up and turned to look at him. Fixing my gaze on the camera lens I removed the black lace,.