.. I crawl to you on my knees and open your legs, you are still hard and excited, I slowly start to lick and suck your hardness, I can taste myself, ...olding your p***s in my hands I take you in my mouth and gently let my tongue play with you while slowly moving my hand up and down, I can feel you grow harder, you let your fingers slide through my hair gently as I bob up and down, you put your head back enjoying the pleasure, relaxed, after a few mins I pull away, come up through your legs and. Unki doodh ki size bahat badi thi aur bahat tight dikhai seti thi bahar se.Mera nazar hamesha unke upar tha.Jub bhi o kaam ke time me juk jate the to main mauka ke phaida jarur utha ta tha.Unki gaand to bahat hi bada tha jo ki ghar me jub o chal te the to o ekdum left right ho rahe the.Kya kahun yaar kya hooth the yaar ekdum bade bade lagta jeise khaunga to ek waqt ki ho jayega.Haan ek aur baat kehedu aap ko ki kabhi kabhi mujhe bhi lagta tha ki o bhi mujhse kuuch chahate hai kyun ki mujhe o. What he needed was a good and healthy belt of tequila... with a bitter wedge of lemon and salt! Christ, he was getting too old to work as he did. He was fifty... too fat and too lazy, besides his brain was still warped with visions of grandeur that had never materialized from his young years, and he hated everyone because of it. He smiled to himself. Well, nearly everyone, he thought a second time. Not the enticing little missy... not his Katie... Damn, he had only to look at her to become. "No... well, yes. But it was a long time ago." The young man flushedcrimson."Go on, tell me more," invited Sandra, settling herself into a chair."I don't know," said Jon distractedly, fussing at the front of hisblouse. "Maybe it, uh, doesn't matter."Sandra stared at him, waiting for him to go on. He shook his head, andthen said: "I was 14, maybe 15. My cousin, Lana. She wanted me to do it.She made me put on some of, well, my mom's things." His blush grewbrighter, and he looked away from.