"Maybe..." I cheekily replied and smiled.She then moved to straddle me and then kissed me. We kissed deeply and long, one hand cupping the back of her...neck and the other caressed her gorgeous bum.She pulled away and unbuttoned her blouse, I looked longingly at her damp boobs "I love wet tits" I told her. She unzipped her skirt and wiggles out of it to reveal that she had some sexy hold up stockings on and a pair of brief lacy knickers. She stood and pulled me up, she took off my t shirt and. I'm starting to stretch around his thick cock, the same cock that I was sucking just a few minutes ago. His beautiful, thick shaft, cut and veined and hard. He pushes again, this time he means it. His head passes my point of no return. My ass takes him in. We moan together. He slides deep into me and rests again, his sweet flat stomach wet against my ass and his thick meat filling me. He starts to rock, sliding out of me. Not all the way, just enough that I can feel his head just inside. Back. That’s when I felt the elderly lady grab my arm firmly. “Non-sense Anne the boy is obviously homeless and he’s as thin as a twig”, then she looked up at me, “We are taking you home to get you a good hot meal and shower. I won’t take no for an answer.”This would be the first meal that I had since two mornings ago. I nervously got into the back seat of the car. As we drove out of the dirty Southside, Ms. Edith, the grandmother, told me about how her husband recently past and her granddaughter who. He started moving his palm over her naked breast. Kiran removed her blouse and was topless. My god, she had really great boobs, round in shape and still firm. I had never seen them from such a distance. It was a great sight. I was already hard. I removed my shorts and stood naked, enjoying the scene. With hand, Kushal was pressing Kiran’s boob which was in his mouth from the top, as if to squeeze the milk out. With the other hand, he was pressing her other breast, pinching her nipple. Now the.