Thodi der ke baad mere chutad par kisi ne chikoti kaati main chauk gayi mujhe laga mere pati honge shayad jaag gaye honge isliye aa gaye. Maine hanste... hue peeche dekha to parbhu khada tha. Main uth ke khadi ho gayi wo bola chalo maharaj ne bulaya hai mere sausr ji ko yahi bulate the. Maine ishare se puchha kahan? Wo besharmi se hanste hue bola wahin kal wali jagah. Maine usko dheere se bolne ka ishara kiya to wo jor se hansne laga bola chalo jaldi koi nahi uthega abhi. Maine kaha matlab usne. I could not tell if anyone else was in the light rig.The lieutenant ordered his food and drink, said something like "take care of these two," dropped a few coins on the counter, and looked around the room. He obviously did not like what he saw and was spoiling for a fight."Nest of filthy rebels, wot?" he said to no one in particular. The four of us occupied the table nearest the fire, and he came and stood at the end of the trestle. "Move on," said to us, kicking one of the benches. "Make room. Her smooth saree was sliding on those thighs giving their outline and shape. She had a big clean shining stomach protruding out from her saree. Her big boobs were resting on the stomach hidden beneath the pallu of her saree. She was shifting her bag from one arm to other and in the process her pallu would allow her well shaped boobs to peep out. The blouse was deep neck and her boobs partly visible from it. It looked as if she was from a small township between various villages on the way. She. “Oh fuck,” my man and Zara exclaim as one as Ben kneels and wraps his arms around my mans legs with his hands holding his ass cheeks and takes his erection between his pursed lips.“Use me Ben, make it good, really good, I want this,” my man is moaning with his hands behind his head.I have watched other men blowing my man. Ben is in a league of his own. I love the way he is talking to my man and stroking his ego. “I love your huge cock. Never, ever had one as big. I want to fuck it and blow you.