“You had an argument with a bus. The bus won.”“I hurt,” I said.“Where?” he asked.“All over.”“Believe it or not, that’s a good sign... Now you’re back with us, we need to do some tests, but apart from a lot of bruises, and a hairline crack in your skull, you seem to have got away with it. You were lucky. You ran into the side of the moving bus, and it had only just set off. If it had been moving at road speed, we probably wouldn’t be having this conversation. But before we start messing you about,. The grandfather suddenly got onto his knees and spread the boy’s cheeks wide apart. With a sigh, he started to lick up and down the boy’s crack, paying special attention to his hole. I could see his tongue lathering the boy’s hole and finally, entering the boy’s ass. Through the boy’s legs, I could see the grandfather rubbing his hard cock as he continued to tongue the boy’s crack.After a few minutes, he stood up and moved right up to the boy. Aiming his cock at the boy’s hole, he thrust his. She finally started getting the real desire I have been feeling all these years. Her house was a little close to the company. We started chatting over Whats App, I used to keep asking for pics, which moved to asking for sexy pics, she sent me a pic of a tattoo on her upper crest of the boobs. Slowly things started falling into place.She used to send me pics in shorts, bikinis revealing half of her assets. Once during a regular weekend chat, she was telling her family is going to her relative’s. Her teeth scrapped over Joe's cock head as he took over her mouth. "Don't bite – suck it!" Joe growled. She opened wider as his hand pulled her head forward. "That's it – fuck – I knew you were a cock sucker." Karen gagged a little, but now there was no doubt in that room that she was in fact a cocksucker loving every second of it. Karen's hand came up and began cupping Joe's large balls as her mouth fucked his fat cock. The more he cursed at her, the more turned on she became. Karen wanted his.