Wo mere ghutne ki malish karne laga. Me pet ke bal let gyi or wo meri skirt dhire dhire upar karne laga or malish karne laga. Mai fir se tadapne lag...i. Ab meri moti gand ka ubhar dikhna shuru ho gya. Mene jab uski taraf dekha to wo meri gand ko lalchayi nazro se dekh raha tha. Mene apni aakhe band kar li or halke halke karahne lagi. Ab uski ungliya meri hips ki line ko chune lagi. Use pata chal gya tha ke mene panty nahi phan hai. Ab mene apni kamar ki malish karne ko kaha. Usne mera. He wore a large steel cock ring, his pubes shaved clean. I reached up to touch his magnificent wand, my fingers not closing around his massive girth."Go ahead faggot, taste your own ass juice on my butt spear," Dave teased.I couldn't resist, I opened my mouth and swallowed a few inches of his turd burglar. His cock pulsed in my mouth. "Down on all fours, queerbate," Dave ordered. "I intend to pop my load down your shitter."Reluctantly, I released my hold on his impressive member, dropping onto. And he was touching himself. Through his baggy shorts, he was rubbing the rapidly tenting bulge at his crotch, while staring at me. Had he done this before? Was it deliberate, or sheer chance that he had wandered over here and spotted me? These thought disturbed me but, to my shock, they also excited me. The illicit thrill of being watched stoked the heat within me. And I thought, “Well, if he is going to look at me, let’s give him something to watch.” I dropped my right calf off the edge of. I can’t afford a car so it works out great. Coffee is ready.”Karen’s coffee was full and robust. Not wanting to overstay my welcome I left shortly after but not until Karen agreed to a second meeting, Friday evening for dinner and possibly a movie. She looked frightened when I asked her then her face changed, and I got a smile.“I would like that. Pick me up here at six thirty?”“You got it.”Leaving her, Karen did the unexpected she shook my hand. Driving home my mind was spinning out of control.