So I don’t have a problem with the whole gay thing. Kind of. But in his case, he’s like this huge contradiction. He’s big and hairy and beefy li...ke me but the k** is SUCH a fucking cocksucker. He practically begged me to fuck him and what k** does that to his father? But, once the guys on the crew figured out the Boss’ son was a whore, it was only a matter of time before I had to join in. I mean ignoring the fact that your k** is a fag just makes it seem like you’re clueless. And ‘accepting’ the. It was night now, and the yellow flames of the whale-oil lamps did not do much to illuminate the darkness, but I could see that she was wearing a colored (blue, perhaps?) coat now, instead of the white slave robes I had seen her in the last time, and that a hood covered her thieves' cross."Why did you return, slave?" I asked. Why did I add the 'slave', now? She flinched."I am your slave?" Her voice was incredulous."Yes," I breathed deeply."Who are you?" She uttered the words in staccato,. Hum log distance me baithe hue the to handsfree baar baar uske ear se nikal raha tha. So maine ussey apne bazu wali seat pe baithne bola. Usne haa kaha aur. Apne pati ko check kiya ke woh so raha hai kya nahi. Phir mere bazu me aakar baith gayi.Main bahut romantic songs play kar raha tha jisse woh aur excite ho rahi thi. Maine ahiste ahiste . Haat uske haat par touch kiya. Usne kuch interact nahi kiya. So maine aur free hona start kiya.. Maine jhatke se uske thighs pe haat rakh diya . Jisse. I was moaning loud like a slut.After I came to bearings with his cock, he started really pumping me hard. Slamming his body into my ass, his balls slapping loudly. He grabbed my ass like handles and drove into me deep, then reached around with one hand grabbing my dripping cock, the other hand groping my boobs. He was fucking me like a fat slut and I was loving it! I was moaning and begging him to fuck harder until he said he was about to cum. I quickly turned around and made him shoot his load.