This time I went down on him, a thick cut cock. I worked on his cock head, then slid my lips down and down until the head was just tickling my throat...and just as my gag reflex started I went back up his shaft to play with his cock head. Up and down, hearing him groan with pleasure each time he touched my throat, faster and faster, harder and harder. I was using one hand to wank and guide him, but after a while he pushed me off and used his own hand to do this. I felt he was trying to take. That segment finished with still pictures from that morning of the events at the post office parking lot and interviews with a number of those who had been in the crowd.The final item of that portion of the news was the mugshots of me that had been taken when I was arrested when the boys were kidnapped along with a description of me. Last was an announcement that the City of Atlanta had posted a reward of fifty thousand dollars for information leading to my arrest and conviction. I thought at. “Excuse me, but I need advice. My two employees don’t speak English and I don’t want to leave them alone. Where do immigrants go?”He pointed at one of the ceiling signs. “Well, you need to go pick up your luggage first. Then, take them to Customs and Immigration. They will let you stay with them if you want. Oh, and welcome to America!”“Thank you. It’s good to be back home!”I knew that. Every time I came back from India I had to pick up my luggage and let the Customs people paw through my. It had to be Ronald. His free hand was moving my ass into position. Then I knew why, as his tongue began rimming my sensitive ass. I almost lost it right there. He was preparing my ass to be invaded by Derick’s big cock.My cock was leaking a large amount of precum.Derick withdrew his cock from my mouth and as he moved into position and said, “move over Ronald, time for me to fuck this tight ass.”Ronald had sufficiently prepared my ass so that the head of Derick’s big cock easily entered my ass..