I rubbed my cock on his lips, making the temptation to please me harder to resist. I offered my cock to him, "Become my faggot, Eric. We both know you...want to."He looked up, "And no one will know?"Knowing he was mine, I gave him the comfort he needed. "I won't tell anyone."Suddenly, he opened his mouth and took my cock between his lips. My smile broadened, "Good girl, you will make a very good little faggot, won't you?" He moaned what I assumed was a yes, but I wanted him to say it, to. She moved back.“Not so early, stud”She held his cock at the base tightly and churned her balls with the other hand. He felt strange pulses moving out from his spine.“Ah, ah…” He moaned. “Uh…ah…ghhh…”He dry spasmed, hard.“That was—”“I know…” Mrs. Snehal sighed and stood up.Her mascara fainted down, mixed with her lipstick and saliva. He kissed her hard on her lips tasting the pale smell of his own cock. He moved his hand up her skirt. She was leaking. He screeched her panty down on one side and. “Your cunt knows what it wants. It’s your brain that’s scared, your pussy knows just what you need.”“Please,” she pleads, I don’t know what for. We both knew what was going to happen. “What are you?” I ask her again, sternly. “A, ugh, cunt,” she grunts. “So think with this!” I said, grabbing her meaty wet pussy mound and squeezing it. “Not with this!” I yanked her hair, shaking her head before letting it drop. She nodded slightly and stayed quiet. Silently Paul and I watched as she arched her. Maine kaha tune naha liya tha? Usne kaha ab to dobara nahana padega. Maine pucha ab dard hai? Usne kaha nahi. Maine kaha chal saath nahate hain.Main Neeru chachi ko puri nangi hi bathroom me le gaya aur waha shower ke neeche fir chachi ke har ang ko chhua aur chuma. Hum dobara chipke aur ab ki baar fir se bhot lambe lambe smooch kiye aur chachi deewar ki help se thodi jhuki aur maine dobara chachi ki yoni mein ling daal diya aur ek baar fir sab kiya. Thodi dikkat ho rahi hi to chachi bathing.