He began to tremble, his forehead furrowed, he seemed to be in pain. He gave a loud moan, but still pressed down. Despite his seeming submission to th... supremacy of my cock, Jean was still in charge. He was controlling the pace. When he pulled out some, we both gasped. He pushed down again, harder, and this time cried out. But he started to move up and down, taking me in and out, clearly intent on taking all of me. His face and his body were covered in sweat. There were a few more cries, but. Both of them were smiling and talking to each other. I don’t what he was speaking in her ears to which she was patting his shoulder. I felt weird and I knew that he is definitely trying flirt with her. While we were having dinner that time also he was passing a wicked smile to mom.She too was replying with a smile. This kept on going for the next two days. He used to stare at her ass a lot. One night we had dinner and dad and mom went for sleep. I could see Shubhashish busy with his phone. As. And I immediately pressed into her. The warmth of her butt crack made me hard and I just pushed in as she arched into me snuggling against my hardness and her shoulders pressed into my chest, elbows nudging my waist and stomach.She looked back at me and got off the bus, I followed her slightly swaying ass into a multi-storeyed building.As soon as the elevator door closed, I held her by the waist and touched her lips with mine, waiting for her to lick my lips with her tongue, which she promptly. Maybe it was that his living room was painted turquoise. Or, maybe it was the way he slowly walked me to my car after every piano lesson. I couldn't be sure. But, I had known that Mr. Ponce was gay for years even though it was something neither of us had ever discussed.He knew all about my... adventures with other men, and I regularly asked him advice on how to turn someone down or how to show someone that you're interested. He was always there for me. As he held me in his embrace in the middle.