My balls were hitting against her ass, her hands filled with bangles were making noises which was dreaming me crazy.The anklet which had been put on h...r leg was making noises with the alphabet A had a small bell attached to it. The ting ting noise of the bell was making the entire situation even more sexually arousing and gratifying, the “Thap Thap” of my balls smacking her ass and the “Puch Puch” of my dick entering and destroying her wet pussy was adding the final ingredient, in the meanwhile. Let me sort out the beers and snacks then we can have a chat.” Mark said still wondering what Gina wanted to talk about.Mark shared some chilled beers out and stocked the fridge, put some snacks out and sat down to have a drink himself, Gina just had a can of pop due to her nerves and wanting to keep a clear mind. Kick off was approaching and Mark didn’t want to miss it, he went to get the guys another drink and asked Gina to join him in the kitchen.“So, what was it you wanted to talk about?”. Seeing this makes me feel a little better. Anyways I start to masturbate him and he is closing his eyes, smiling slightly and breathing in time with my strokes. After only thirty seconds or so his breathing starts getting much louder, and his smile became an “o” shape. His face and neck are getting noticeably redder. After a few more strokes his body tenses up, he grabs on to my leg and his breathing catches. He grits his teeth and lets out a quiet guttural moan, followed by a much louder. As I got closer, the smell of Old Spice filled the air, making my panochita tingle. I reached the door as it swung open, Mr. Guzman’s eyes widen as soon as he saw me. He cleared his throat and adjusted his tie. “Come in please, have a seat” he rubbed his hands together nervously. Clearing his throat again he began to talk. “As you know, we’ve been having a lot of trouble with ______. I’ve been having meetings on a regular basis with his parents, but to be honest with you I don’t think we’re.