Usne haath door khika liya.phir maine halke se phir se kalai ke upar touch kiya.wo kuch nahi boli.ab meri himmat thodi badhi.maine uski badan sahlani ...shuru kar di.usne haath alag kar liya maine lete hi lete sone ka natak door karke eyes khol kar uske gaal par haath touch karaya aur uski kalai pakad li aur kaha kanchan i like you.wo ghabra kar boli fuffaji ye sahi nahi hai.kisi ko maloom par gaya to bahut gadbad ho jayegi.meri himmat ab khul chuki thi.maine kaha ham kisi ko batayenge hi nahi to. Somehow that made it even worse. This vile old man had used my mouth for his pleasure, debased and degraded me, humiliated me, forced me to suck his balls and cock and by the sound of it he barely enjoyed it. Again the tears started to flow. ?What are you crying for cum dump? Were you hoping I’d let you drink my spunk???N?n?.n.no Sir? I finally sobbed as I felt him stand directly behind me.?Ha? Not likely, your not that good of a cum slut yet. And don’t try telling me you didn’t like having my. But Gracie wouldn’t have it. She resisted moving onto her back and continued her ministration on my dick.By now I was moving my hips up to meet the strokes of her oiled hand. All I could do was moan and let her work. Finally, I said, “Gracie, I really need to fuck you.” She took her mouth off my nipple long enough to reply, “Oh come on. Let me have some fun.” I tried to relax my muscles and let her continue. And continue she did. With only a slight increase in speed, she pumped me. Occasionally. She told me she wants to buy a few dresses & stuff to which I asked if she wears dresses too… her reply was unexpected “why do u think I have maintained so well ;)” to which I asked “Maintained what?? laughingly ” she again replied “like you did not check out how good I am” and I replied “You are crazy & super good”.This went on and we did some shopping, she got two dresses and I got one jeans for myself. It was around 9:30 pm and we were thinking about where to go for dinner. I just generally.