He hadn't fucked a guy for three weeks now, and hadn't even shot for three days - he'd set himself a challenge to see how long he could go without tou...hing his dick. But It just made him want to fuck even more. Savouring his last few hours of anonymity, Kirt desperately needed to get some of the hog raunch out of his system. His cock lurched again, and he noticed a hot crew member involuntarily glance down. He shot the steward a wicked smile when their eyes met, making the cute guy flinch. The main reason behind it was that we had some liquor with us and we want to enjoy it and that’s why we prefer to sleep on the first floor so that grandmother would not know. We had our dinner and went upstairs. Purposely, we had not had full dinner as we have to consume the liquor. Along with us we also brought some bites to eat. We enjoyed our liquor and by the time we finished, it was 11:00 PM. We both went to sleep on the only bed in the room. Although there were 4 rooms on the first floor,. All I got in return was a gob full of her native language.I gripped her neck hard again to shut her up and gain her attention through the induced pain that must be screaming through her head and twisted arm."We talk fucking English in Mansfield," I vehemently informed her.She stamped her high heel into the top of my foot in reply; making me cringe in pain.I gripped her neck even tighter, totally immobilising her as I released her arm and lifted my arm high into the air. My hand swung down hard,. "How have you been?" "Okay. Work, raise a kid, pay bills. You know, the life of a single mother," she said. "Single?" I said. I knew the score of course, but I wanted to hear her say whatever she might say about the asshole who she'd cuckolded me with. "Uh, yes, he left me a few years ago, me and Blaine," she said. "Blaine, your child?" I said. "Yes, he's a good boy, but a handful sometimes," she said. I smiled and let loose a small laugh. "Uh, Darnell—"she looked down and mumbled.