I sat there gobsmacked. He leaned forward and began to lick me from my helmet down and back up. "What the fuck you doing man" I said, "Quiet" he repli...ed sternly.As I was squirming in my seat this mature optician was giving me a blow job, grabbing hold of my cock he pulled my foreskin back and engulfed his mouth around me, slowly wanking me as he licked my japs eye, he was good I'll give him that. He said "Think of my receptionist" as he continued to suck my cock.He was fondling my balls and. “Thakurainji ye aapke saamen hi meri gaand ka bhurta banaye jaa raha hai aru aap maaze le rahi hai. Hai lund hai ya moosal gaand….cheell….. ke rakh….dee….maree jaa rahi hoon.” Malti hay toba machati rahi aur Ranbeer tab tak uski gaand marta rha jab tak ki uske ras se Malti ki gaand puri na bhar gayi ho aur uski gaand se Ranbeer ka ras chune na lag gaya ho.Ranbeer hanfta hua dheere dheere sust pad gaya.“Laa teri gaand idhar kar, mujhe dkehne de us din jaise mari ya nhai.” Ye kehkar Rajni Malti. Yes, I know the term “women's work” will probably piss some of you women off, but this was a small town in the south and things didn’t change much there. So, Jim and I had been there for a few months and the older ladies (in their 60’s) would stop by every couple of days, bring us food and help make sure things were tidy around the house while we toiled away farming in the hot sun for hours and ensuring that the farm was a well-oiled machine for the upcoming harvest. On weekends, Jim and I. ‘And I think I can confirm it.’ He punched in another query on the security system to get another list. ‘Do these dates match?’ Jean-Marie checked the dates and nodded. ‘Yes, that was when they dated.’ Ramirez logged into the security footage and selected the video feed from the entrance. When he retrieved the time of the first access in the last couple of weeks they watched a woman come in who casually hid her face by fiddling with papers and a bag. ‘I think that’s supposed to look like.