”He gazed begrudgingly at his face in the mirror, angry and disappointed at where he found himself in life. He wished he had someone to blame, but k...ew that he only had himself to blame for his fall from grace. Taking a pair of boxer underwear from the middle dresser drawer, he slid them on, allowing the wet towel to fall onto the floor. He did not pick it back up, instead, grabbing a pair of suit trousers that were draped over the back of an easy chair and put them on.Garland looked at himself. Saaf karte samay malik ne meri choot bar bar chatee. Phir khud naye kapde phine aur mujhe ek badi towel se dhak kar kaha ‘Ja Savita pyari, Asha (malkin) tujhe sajayegi’.Mein tauliye mein liptee snangriha se bahar niklee to dekha malkin khadee mera intzaar kar rahee thee. Mujhe dekh kar muskayee, aur shayan-kaksha e paas wale kamre mein le gayee. Meri tauliya utar kar mujhe gale se laga liya. Meri choonchiyan malkin ki choonchyon se takra gayee, yadyapi mein nangee thee aur malkin kapde pahine. ” Larry straightened out his mouth and took a breath. “Well, that’s true I suppose, but what I wanted was a little different.” April curled her lip in an attempt to show amusement. Going through this effort helped her decide, somehow, that she was amused. Yes, she should be amused. She held up the glossy pair of black trousers. “I take it this isn’t real leather or something?” “Oh god no, it’s PVC. Your own pair of vinyl pants.” April suddenly exploded with laughter. “Oh, goodness! I hope. Deeper. Faster. More. He pounded into her, grunting with exertion, sweat slicking his chest as her pussy milked his needy cock. “Yes. Yes! Give it to me!” She gasped, her hands clutching his shoulders.All his muscles clenched. He rammed hard inside her, balls contracting against her heat. Scorching, raging cum blasted down his cock, firing deep inside her hot, honeyed pussy.He sagged, forehead to her shoulder, catching his breath at her heaving chest. Her nails raked through his hair..