O durbin lekar dekhne lagi.mai uske piche khara tha usne fir bola ki dekhiye na o kya kar rahe hai unhe aap kyon nahi rokte hai.mai dekha to mohan ji ...uska saya kamar tak uthakar bur sahla rahe the mera bhi lund khara ho gya mujhe bhi maza aane laga main sochne laga ki isi ko chod du.fir socha ki nahi ye thik nahi hai mere dost ki bholi bhali bb hai.fir khayal aaya ki gand me thora sa lund sata deta hoon isse to kuch hoga nahi.maine apna lund uske gand ke darar me satakar khara ho gya.aou bola. "Yur gonna have to stand on the side, if ye don't mind." Not at all, I say. Buck hikes himself up into the seat and looks down at me. I'm not sure where he wants me to stand because there's no seat. "Ye gotta stand on the step.", he points and then extends his hand to me. I grab onto his hand and I feel like a child being gripped by an adult's hand. His hand is huge and powerful. I can feel the callouses on my baby smooth hands. We couldn't be any more different physically and perhaps. It was lovemaking, not lust or sex. My hands caressed her hips as I moved within her. She produced sounds of desire and not words. It was an exercise in caring for each other. As I looked in the mirror, I could see her head was still down on her arms. I could see myself behind her, my hands on her hips as I moved within her. The sides of her breasts were visible, as they moved in rhythm with our bodies. I could have stayed this way forever if her voice had not broken the silence. ‘Faster …. Wesley could almost remember the feeling of his finger pressing against his tight virgin ass for the first time in his life. He remembered the exhilarated pleasure that washed through his backside as his finger circled his anus only to send a shiver up his whole back as he remembered the beautiful feeling of the tip of his finger entering his whole body came back as a wave of pleasure. ***** He pulled his legs up towards his hips and pushed them apart, his erection laying still against his.