This aroused me even more than anything. When he was done, he wiped the blood away from his lips and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back, knowin...g that resisting would only get me killed. But, in some way, I felt even more drawn to him, and kissed him back eagerly. He stepped away from me, knelt down, and grabbed once again my throbbing member. “So, ever heard of the Italian kiss? It’s just like French Kiss, but way down there!” He dug my cock into his mouth and sucked it off like he was. So I also held his navel and pulled him towards me. I asked him, “ where are you going ?” He said – Malad uncle. I said, “ OK… Since you are interested in playing games, let us get down at Ville Parle and you can come to my house”. He agreed.I was 60 years old and never had any experience of gay sex. Because I was devoid of any sexual activity ever since I lost my wife, I was feeling titillated and excited.We alighted from the train at around 8 p.m. I held his hand and we caught an. It was a beautiful bedroom with a big nice bed, a full-length mirror and a big closet. As I did many times, I started checking out Mrs. Smith’s jewellery. There were many necklaces, rings and earrings in a drawer. However, no necklace looked good on my yellow top. I wished that I had something beautiful, classy and expensive to wear. I started checking out more drawers. In another drawer, I saw some sexy designer bras and panties of Mrs. Smith. If my boobs would be as big as Mrs. Smith had then. ” She said firmly I obliged, I licked up the entire length of her. From her tight little ass hole up to her clit. She quivered and moaned as I went, I reached her clit and began running my tongue over it in little circles. She gasped in pleasure as her salty, acidic taste flooded my mouth. God I loved to eat her pussy, the noises she made, the way her tits looked from underneath, the way she grabbed on and pulled my hair. I slowly pushed one finger into her pussy and started rubbing her g-spot..