Chachu kay lund ko pura ka pura andar lena mera mission hoga, main full time gandu bannay kay liey taayar tha. Yeah sab main Chachu ko naheen boli bal...ay dil hi dil main apna aap say wada kar lia.Chachu nay haath dal kar meray lund ko pakarr lia tha aur us ko dabanay aur suhlanay laga jis say meray lund main bhi zara jaan aagai aur bhi kharra ho gia. Mujh ko aaisa laga ki Chachu ko lund aur tight ho gia hai aur main apna face peechhay ki taraf ghuma kar Chachu ko dekha to bola “ bas ab mera. Black jeans hugged his asshole tight. The wide bars, covered with a white shirt, looked really good.I smiled as he sat down in the armchair, his bald head tilted towards the laptop. He was busy working, causing a swim to glance up at his face. The blue eyes could go ahead with the ocean. Lovely. I stared at them captivated, not realizing that the dick in my pants was pulsating again. I wanted to touch, caress a little, but I couldn't. Fucking jeans. The curse of the standing clubs. It hurt like. Approached we all put on our gloves and waited with the doors open. A group of ten men walked in and said they need to frisk us; we looked at each other. I then spoke up. “Ok might we ask who will be frisking you ten?”“Nobody.”“Ok that’s good with us, you go get that same cat to come and frisk us as well. If he is not available we will head on out for the Airport.” (I never knew watching those Shaft movies would come in so handy.) I stood up and began heading for the door, the speaker put his. All the boys were awake, and most of them had already had Camille at least once, so they had a pretty good idea that someone was going to get lucky.She sat down on the nearest bed and counted all the boys in the room. There was fifteen of them. “Whose is this bed?” she asked in a whisper. The boy who let her in put his hand up. “You’re first,” she said, starting to undress. “Everybody get undressed and line up. You all get a go tonight.”Nobody needed a second invitation, and there were a lot of.