She couldn’t do a pushup, but she could turn him into melted butter with a single smile. Damn how he loved her. She peeked up at him from the rim of... the tub, and flashed him the dazzling smile he’d fallen in love with. He blew her a kiss and slipped out before he took it into his head to join her. He was a man with a mission, he had a plan and he wasn’t going to deviate from it. The rewards were simply too appealing. Taking the steps two at a time he headed for the kitchen and a plate of finger. Daily I used to watch him milking the buffalo, srinu used to sit in squatting position folding his lungi in the middle and the buffalo’s black nipples in his white hands, his hairy white thighs, tight bulge in between his legs visible while changing his position used to make me so horny, I had to masturbate after his going thinking about him.I used to fantasise him milking my black penis with his white hands.This went on for some days and his buffalo died due to some disease. The buffalo was. .only thing was the ODD JOBS started to become sexual favours FROM ME.We recently moved into our bungalow that we inherited from an elderly gentleman who i had done odd jobs for for the last few years of his life, at times this was a real chore but it was to save him from going into a retirement home and the deal was if we kept him out of a gods waiting room he would leave it to us as he had no living relatives to leave it to. It was around 5 years ago that we befriended the gentleman Named. I felt my orgasm building all of a sudden. As the plane got closer and closer to landing, Obi whispered in my ear, “Cum for me. Cum now, baby. Cum now.” His fingers pushed deeper and his thumb pressed in on my clit. I bit my bottom lip as my orgasm hit just as the wheels of the plane touched the runway. Cum ran down over Obi's fingers, gushing out of me. I closed my eyes, shivered and sighed.In the next five minutes, Obi and I straightened our clothes and returned back to earth. As we.