Kitni mast lag rahi thi.Fir usnne meri t-shirt bhi ek hi jahtke m uttar di aur fir meri belt kholne laggi what a feeling it was….Fir usne meri jeans... niche karii aur mere 4.5 inch ka lund ko hilane laggi fir muhh m leni lag gayi phle to vo thoda sa hi muh m leja rahi thi fir vo adhha le jane laggi mene uske baal pakd ke uska muhh mere lund ki taraf dhakela a a a a a a a h h h h h h h .What a feeling it was mera lund phli baar koi chuda raha tha.M to madhosh hi hogya tha fir 20 minute tak shreya. I sat on my haunches and waited mouth open tongue flat, waiting to receive my reward, I was not disappointed Phil’s cock jerked once twice and then several long thick jets of white creamy cum arched across to land more or less in my mouth or lips. Phil pumped his cock and dribbled in the last drops of cum onto my tongue then he knelt and kissed my cum filled mouth his tongue scooping his share of his cum from my mouth. He swallowed and I waited not wanting to rile him for his permission to. My case was on the huge bed, it was open, and the strange huge black guy was unpacking it. I was dumbstruck, to see him there, by my bed, quietly taking my things out and putting them on the bed, and to my embarrassment, my panties and brassieres were already out and on display.I wanted him to stop, but I had a strange feeling building in my crotch as his huge hands toyed with the flimsy material, especially my thongs, as they only consisted of a small triangular patch, that barely covered my. All he could do was let out another sigh, resigned to how the rest ofhis day was bound to go. The prospect of the mountain of work he hadwaiting being able to distract him from the nattering voice in hishead that claimed to be a ghost, was the only thing that kept him fromleaping off the train and going straight back to bed. "One week," hetold himself. "I just gotta make it one week and I'll show her thatshe tried to steal the wrong guy's body."__________________________________Dying is the.