The door swung open, a grey haired guy of around 50yo entered, re-bolting the door, he was wearing a long grey overcoat that certainly was not in keep...ng with the weather. He spoke softly, “ That was some show you guys put on just now!” Kirk looked at me in a puzzled way,“ I think he was watching the blow-job I gave you,” I motioned towards the hole, “ Yes quite a mouth your young lady has and your cock isn’t bad either, from the amount of spunk lying about next door I’d guess you were. I gently started touching it all over. When I touched the head again, it jumped a bit and I almost jumped out of my skin. It looked like it was starting to get bigger. It was! Each time I touched it, it seemed to grow a bit more until it was almost to his belly button. Wow, it was really big and it was harder than before. I was thrilled but a bit scared too. It was so beautiful. It was soft but hard at the same time. A big vein ran from the base to the top. As I touched it and gently rubbed it,. Ye dekh kar mai thoda ruka aur wo boli dhire dhirw dalo do saal se ungli bhi nahi dali hai isme. Aur fir maine dhere dhere chodna shuru kar diya. Thodi der baad wo bhi gand uchhalne lagi aur aaaaahhhhhh yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh yyyeeeeaaaaahhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhhh ooooooohhhhh ki awaz nikalne lagi mere har dhakke ke sath. Mai bhi use jor jor se chodne laga. Usne masti me apni ankhe band kar rkhi thu. Aur mai use is kaamuk awastha me dekh kar aur pagal huye ja rha tha. Aur use jor jor se chod rha tha. Wo. I felt the next stroke, hearing the little scr****g noise as it cut. My focus was entirely on the sensations of the razor as it stroked across the skin of my twat. His hand pulled my skin taut and I would feel the sc****, then another pull in a different direction, then another sc**** as he worked the razor down towards the lips. I would hear a swishing rinse of the razor, and my heart would pound, waiting to feel where his next touch would be. I felt his fingers slide into my wet slit,.