"Why don't you men take him out of here?" I asked them."He's a leftenant," one of them said as if that explained it. The wobbling man managed to get h...is sword from its scabbard after two or three tries. He waved it in my general direction, his eyes unfocused."I wan' those young bitches," he pronounced carefully. "Want 'em right now, ri'here." He pointed his blade at the floor unsteadily."Not likely," I said, and he took a swing at me that nicked the kitchen table. I grabbed his wrist and. During the interview they were so impressed with me that they offered me the job on the monthly salary of Rs. 12,000/-. I was so happy with it. But for it I also needed to sign an agreement of bond of 2 lakhs. According to that bond, I will work in that company for a minimum duration of two years and will follow the instructions of the manager. If I fail to do any job vested on me or if I leave the job before completion of two years I had to pay them two lakhs of rupees. But it had a plus point. The man above also got motivated and Tim could clearly see the flabby legs of the old man go stiff and his muscles tightened with the noise of the rapid breathing. The man’s huge leather looking balls sac also shrank upwards as Tim heard him growling and grunting; now hid head was also tilting backwards. The man’s purple cock head looked dangerous as Tim looked at it; making him shrink into the floor. The man made sudden, loud and painful cries while his cum came thump after thump down on Tim’s. I gave him none, actually shifted and moved against the wall under the shower and it seemed, my friends rubbing got more forceful. It was more a massage than a washing, I remember that it felt good at the time, and I didn't object when he worked his way down to my ass, then lower, my thighs, and lower to my lower legs. "How's that?. he asked and worked his way back up my body. He put more soap on his hands and washed my hips, he even reached around and washed my groin, causing me to sprout.