His cum was thick and he was spent in a couple of squirts. I sucked on his cock as he softened and he was moaning all the time.He then came down on hi...s knees and kissed me. I had swallowed all his cum but I'm sure he could taste it. He asked me to fuck him (this was long before the days of AIDS and the thought of a condom was not on either of our minds). He got on all fours and I licked at his wrinkled hole. I pushed my thumb deep into him and he wiggled on it obviously enjoying it. I thought. I worked at a BPO with mostly night shifts.It was my day was off. I found that my water tank wasn’t filled as I had overslept and forgotten to switch on the pump. I went downstairs where Swati and her mother lived. Swati said that I could use their bathroom and RO if required. I went in for a shower. I got out of the bathroom wearing my basketball ganjee and long shorts. I chit-chatted along with Swati’s mother. Then after some time, I went towards the kitchen. Swati was pouring. As the days and weeks went by, he became more self confident and assured; and a couple of times he even dominated Karen quite impressively. I told him there was no more I could teach him and he had to now live and breathe the dominant role. That self same day he packed and returned home.Three days later I received a phone call from Stuart asking me to be at his mom's home on the Friday night in the role of an assessor; just to see how he was doing. I agreed and asked if Karen was to be with me.. Those beer cans were all crunched in their middle and still had little droplets of their contents slowly dripping out of the cracks in the aluminum. Underneath the TV cabinet was the cork to the wine bottle and a few plastic plates with bits of pizza crust still sitting on them. The oven door was also still open with the oven rack sitting half way out with a few big gobs of pizza cheese congealed in ugly lumps along the wire frame. Underneath that open door were more beer cans and sitting on a.