Woh sunday ka din tha toh sab log ghar pr hii the.Mujhko pehele tohda shak hua kyoki humme se kisi ne bhi electritian ko nahi bulaya tha phir bhi main...e gate khol kr puch liya kii bhaiyaa ne bulaya hai kya??Ussne mere gate kholte hii mujhko pakad liya aur mere sur par goli rakh dii mere saare ghar wale darr gye aur uski baat sunne lage usne bola kii saare niiche khadi white van maine jaa kr baith jaoo. Uske sath khade aadmi nee sabki checking kii aur phone purse sab le liye pr jab mera number. It was so damn wet, I pushed all the way in so that I could make contact with her ass cheeks. I used one hand to fondle her full breast as I used the other to part her ass so I could see my dark skin dick slide in and out while being teased by the exotic site of her cute asshole. The more I looked down at this site, the more perverted I became. I started to imagine my Asian massage lady working her fingers up my ass from the back, and because of those thoughts I spread my legs fantasizing that. I held him in this deep throated position for a few minutes, suddenly realising his short soft spasmodic jerking, and moaning, meant he was ejaculating into my deep throat, something in my feminine unselfishness made me realise it was my duty to relieve him of his sexual needs and let him pump the final drops of semen, into my receiving body.Thankfully I had taken sufficient air into my lungs, enough to hold him in my mouthing embrace for two to three minutes, before pulling up slowly on his. Jane made an excuse to go to the bathroom, leaving Paul and I alone. He stood in front of me as I undid his towel exposing his engorged cock. at the same time he undid my shorts pushing them down to my ankles; I instinctively stepped out of them. Paul then eased his hand down the front of my pants, touching the base of my cock, then grasping it, at the same time pulling my pants down over my balls.I licked around his now engorged head then opened my mouth drawing him in. He was moaning softly.