.amir ke pas ek bag tha magar kafi bhari tha.Tej baris ke karan hum log room mein hi band the,,meri maan mein bas sex hi ghum raha tha,,meine kaha,,am...r 3din hai humare paas ,,mujhe pyaar nahi karoge?,,amir smiled aur bola ,,zaroor darling,,usne apni bag kholi aur ek chess board nikala,meine use bad mein bahot sari condoms bhi deklithi,meine huske kaha,,kya janu abhi chess kheloge?mujhse khelo na plss..amir bola..dekho anu ek kaam karte hai,,jiska soldiers marega usko apni ek kapda utarna. If it wasn’t me walking in on him in the bathroom, it was him forgetting to leave boxers on at night. We tried tactics with each other to make things easier, like let the other person know that they were going to go use the bathroom or try to put a sheet in front of his bed as to not have me wake up and see all of his glory every time, but we still walked in on each other regardless and the sheet almost always fell at random parts of the day. I couldn’t fucking win with this dude. ‘You. “Andrew! ANDREW! AAANDREEEEW!” I screamed his name, my balls slapping against his brown butt cheeks, causing me to growl in agony of holding back. I wanted it to last as long as I could. But there was that tight squeeze of his asshole and a howl as if he was praising the moon, it was too much! My cock swelled and shot three, perhaps four or even five spurts into his insides.I held myself over him, panting and grinning as Andrew was still jolting with pleasure. Slowly I pulled out, and out of. Many people come back from war on edge, shell shocked. But Buster was different. My father says that when Buster returned from the war, it was if he had been given the secret to happiness.All of a sudden he was popular, well liked- the center of attention in any room. He had become a leader. People listened to him and took his advice. No one was entirely certain what he did for a living, but the money soon began rolling in. And the girls! I only knew Uncle Buster in his later years, but even.