One of them was a married man and had no less than four children. He was her weekday man because they worked together on almost every project. Their w...ekday lunches with time enough for delightful coupling still wearing all their clothes was her special treat and she relished the view of them standing joined together in the full length mirrors of the locked bathroom at his club. She still called him “Mister” because he was a few levels above her in the organizational structure, but when he was. He knew what he was doing, but couldn't helphimself. He licked the uncut head and sucked on it like a popsickle untilthe foreskin slid up and down. He couldn't believe he was actually doingit. To make matters worse, while he felt Kershaw's long black pipe pushdown his throat until he gagged, he could feel his own cock getting stiff!drunk as he was, Jason wondered why he was doing what he was doing.Christ, was he really a faggot?"Yahhh, choke on it, whiteboy," said Kershaw, "Yahhh, that's. Ye sunte he mai bahot khush ho gaya aur maine kaha theek hai.Wo boli chal ab kuch kaha lete hai maine kaha theek hai aur hm lunch karne lge, wo todi sad sad si lag rahi thi so maine kaha, bhabhi kya hua unhone koi responce nahi dia, maine fir paas ja ke unke kaano ke paas tej se bola bhabhi.Wo suddenly boli kya hua maine kaha aap sad kyu ho, pehle to unhone nahi bataya but force karne pe btaya ki wo bhaiya ko miss kar rahi hai aur fir kuch btate btate ruk gaye.Maine kaha btao wo nahi maani, fir. I feel his tongue as he starts to rim me. He is fast paced andit is like everything he does is rushed. He is rough as he keeps yankingthe ass cheeks apart. He clams his fist around my nuts and squeezes enoughto make me yelp. His hands start to tweak my nipples and tug on my littledick. I feel his face full out my ass and then he grabs my legs and usesthem to force me over onto my back. He pushes my legs up to my chest as hepushes his face back to my little hole. Minutes pass and I am starting.