I told my nanaji that i have bought some beers and he can have if he wants to. nanaji was not a regular drinker. not even occasional drinker. he was a...very rare drinker. then i went into the kitchen and asked mami to give me somthing to eat with the beers. she had fried papads and said she will give chicken as soon as it is done. i picked up a bottle and went on the terrace but it was raining so i came to the balcony and sat there. lit a cigarette and started sipping on the beers. by the time i. But as soon as I sat I decided that I will not change my seat.Maybe she can if she wants. I decided it because as I sat my arms were in full touch with her boobs and they were warm and soft like real milk bags. The only things were that her dress was wet and making it a bit uncomfortable as the bus moved the lights went off and without saying anything to me.She unclasped her bra from behind and very easily removed it from her sleeveless from like Kurta. Then she saw towards me and said sorry. I ignored him and kept bobbing, knowing that I had committed to this and was going to see it through. Besides, my own cock was dripping onto the sheets from how turned on I was. He grabbed my head and forced as much of his cock into me as he could, making me gag slightly, as he erupted into my mouth. I had never had the experience of a man cumming down my throat before, I had only done it to other women, and it was surprisingly hot and erotic. He pulled back, letting some of the cum reach. " I murmured."Meaning me," Consuela eyed me."Yes." This may not work," Consuela pointed out. "It is a -- how do you say -- crap shoot? He may just be gay..." I'm going to want him to produce children -- period," I replied. "Gay or not." He's a nice boy," Lupe defended Pete."You may have to ... you know..." Consuela pointed out. "And then there is Hernando..." Yeah." I rubbed my face. "What about Hernando?"Consuela thought about it. "I do not know. He could become very angry, or he could be.