Philippe lowered Tom to the floor with one strong arm.“My turn.” He said simply and I began a shallow vigorous tonguing of the first 3 or 4 inches...of his splendid length. He made a small manly grunt above me and his heavy load rushed down his pipes in peristaltic waves and gushed out onto my indebted tongue. He pumped and squeezed every drop out with his elegant fingers until his pleasure was over. I delved my tongue through his man cum, slushing it against my teeth, almost sighing with dirty. Now bharati devi was in her son’s arm , fully naked at her son’s mercy and pradip was massaging bharati devi’s fat huge body at his wishes.after some time bharati devi said son i have made your juice ,don’t you want to drink it now? Pradip said offcourse maa , pl, you give it in your own hand. Bharati devi then took the glass and give it to pradip but pradip said i want to drink it from your hand and he started drinking it from bharati devi’s hand . After drinking bharati devi’s cunt juice ,. It also proved an effective device to entice some of the more attractive guests to my berth.Diane responded easily to my questions, and I was able to keep conversation flowing. There were none of the dry silences where each of us strained, searching for something to talk about. Since this was ostensibly a thank-you to me for my assistance after the accident, there was no expectation and we each went our own way after dinner. Diane was a sociable and attractive companion. I would certainly be. My uncle happened to be in the house and overheard what I had said, he came into the kitchen and asked "So, how much you charging those boys then ?" Shannon told him 20 quid, which is our usual price. My uncle replied with "Okay Shannon, I'll give you 50 quid if you do the deed right here, right now". She looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders. Within seconds his hard cock was out and Shannon was on her knees, money already having crossed hands and here she was, my 19 year old girlfriend.