I continued sucking his cock, moved my fingers between his pubic hairs, and licked his balls with my tongue.He lied there, moaning, and calling out my...name. Putting his hand on my head. Then he stood up and started working my ass. The skin of my ass hole became very soft because of being in the water tub for over an hour. He started my licking it and fucking it with his finger and tongue. He spanked my ass until it became read. I was shouting in pain. He took out one of the dildo we bought. I. He sat on the train thinking about the events that led to this trip to Vegas. At sixty-nine years old, he’d lost everything that he had worked for his entire life. It’s this damn economy.he mused. I worked for Baxter’s Industry for the last thirty-eight years of my life and they just up and closed the company. Hell they even stole my pension and retirement. So what if those fuckers end up on the street, it really isn’t my fault. Blame the president. He then turned sideways in his seat and. Tab tak loda chut faad ke andr ghus chuka tha. Mai fir se chillai, “Abbu dhire chodo naa,” ye sunkar Abbu ne muje ek thapad mara.Aur kaha, “Randi haramzadi natak karti hai, muje pata hai tuje ese janwaro ki tarah hi chudne me. Maja aata hai islie randi bani hai tu vesya. Tera baap hun, mai sab janta hu.”“Chup reh ke maje le ab is lode ka.” Aur ye kehte hue wo ghapaghap meri chut pelne laga. “Aahhhh.. ahhhhh, Abbu,”mai chilla rahi thi.Lekin mere baap ko or maja aa raha tha.. aahhhh ahhhhhh. A scent that followed him to his own bed and made sleep impossible until he allowed himself release.His conscience was laced with guilt for imagining them together. It started with the image of her wearing the yellow bathing suit. Then the sight of her panties under the long nightshirt taunted him. The dark triangular shadow over the curving lips of her vulva brought him close. Imagining himself pushing the gusset aside to taste the source of that intoxicating scent threw him over the edge.His.