Sam had pulled his shirt off as Sara kicked her jeans out of the way. The sight of Sam’s muscular upper body sent a signal directly between my legs....he thought of him being my son was just an afterthought…shit, I thought…have to be depraved as my anxiety built as he unbuckled his pants.His cock popped out as he stretched his jeans down past his hips…it slapped against his hard abdomen.Sara’s expression appeared to be one of greed…she reached out and grabbed the base of his cock. Her hand barely. Aut is beech wo do baar jhar chuki thi…Ab mera nikalne wala tha to maine raftar kafi tez kat di wo pura hill rhi thi dhakko k jor se aur aaaahhh aaahh aaahh kar rhi thi…Aur ek jordar shot k sath hi mera sara pani uski choot me bhar gya…Karib 5 min tk maine apna lund uski choot me rkha aur fir baahr nikal kar uski choot ko saf karnr laga aur wo mere lund ko saaf karne lagi…Saaf karne k baad maine kaha tum yehi ruko mai dekh kar ata hu k dada dadi so rhe hai k nahi…Maine underwear aur baniyaan. The bed creaked under the weight of us two. Me grabbed both my hands with only one of his. He pinned my hands over my head and his other hand explore my body. He began kissing me, from the corner of my mouth. Then making his way downwards with a trail of kissed. Me nipped my neck and suck it so hard, I was sure that would leave a mark, telling the world I’m his.All the while he’s doing it, he rubbed and pinched my nipples. An electric pleasure went through me and my dick twitched even more.. There was only one reason it would ring. It had been purchased just that morning for this purpose, and only one other person knew the number.It rang. He was ready.He stood and looked around the smoke-filled room. His own men stood guard at the corners, but Frank and Marco were conspicuous by the absence. The other bosses had only agreed to this, because he'd allowed them to have their own men in the outer offices.The cigar smoke bothered him. He'd quit smoking many years before, and even then.