Main bolo ki rhaul ker dega ..rahul bool ki ha ha main ker dunga.. fir seema booli ki rucko main oil la dethi hun jbe seema bhara oli lenygi tho main ...haul sy pucc kesh leg tho boolo ki maaz aa gya per muje ko apna lund chulny do na mainboolo kyone nhi lo choso..or vo mera lund or ball chuny lega,,tkbe tka seema a gi or booli wowo rhaul main bhi dekhn caathi hun ki ake boy dorry boys ka lund kesh suckkerth hai main sirf aaj tke bottom gay kya baar main suna hi hai main dekhungi main boolo kyone. ” Nick stood between my legs, stroking his cock at my eye-level. My hand rested motionless, tightly grasping the base of my throbbing cock, my eyes eagerly fixed on the geyser about to spout.Nick’s breathing became heavier and louder, his strokes faster and harder. I knew he was getting close. He leaned in closer, guaranteeing his point-blank accuracy. With a grunt, he exploded hot cum onto me. Blast after blast crashed onto my stomach, cock, and hand. That feeling alone easily pushed me over. Fortunately they haven’t targeted Kansas City with fake artworks yet. My problem is someone is stealing legitimate, signed posters. But ones by lesser known artists. Each one is worth a few thousand bucks.”“So it’s a more straightforward crime — theft instead of forgery. Instead of fraud.”“That’s right.”For this particular case, there was a reason he had picked me instead of using one the company’s own investigators. The guy in question — Joe-Harlan Pewtie — was suspected of diddling more than. It was extremely cramped, wet and smelt awful and Clive locked the door behind us. I didn't want to hang around and put my hand on Clive's groin , stroking his cock through his jeans . He leant forward to kiss me but I backed off as I didn't want this encounter to be that intimate . I think he was quite offended by this and roughly gabbed me by the shoulder with one hand and pushed my head down to his groin . With his other hand he undid the zipper on his jeans , pulled them down to his ankles.