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I don't know which felt better, my hand on his huge dick or his spit covered hand on my little dick. I decided to start dropping subtle hints. Now the head of his cock was brushing my teeth as he stroked it. A strange tingle raced through me body at the touch of his dick against my hand. I saw the old man let go of his dick and tense up to keep from cuming.

Big one where a different story. He resumed sucking my cock and I didnt fart like I usualy do with lesser dudes. Minutes later the washroom door opened and the King came out. They were low and huge. His smile was still there but it suddenly wasn't pleasant to see. God daddy your dick is filling me up. Brad HAD to have both of those mouths and tongues on his rigid cock.

He let go of my hips and collapsed onto my back forcing me flat onto the mattress. He groaned and moaned as I did. Then opening wide he took that juicy cock into his mouth and savoured the taste that washed over his tongue. Not horny for pussy, but really wanted to suck a nice big rock hard cock. They were both so similar in build and yet there was something about seeing his buddy in those tight speedos that excited him. He may have been good looking at one time, but right now he seemed to me to be nothing more than an old man, not my type at all. I was in love with his cock.

Will you fuck me Darling? I went to the bathroom door to sneak a peak. The old man turned me around and kissed me passionately. I poked my head around the door and called out. He ruled Carson County with an iron fist. A few times I'd fuck someone and turn him on then he'd stick his dick in Pat and get off. He tried to push more of the monstrous white snake down my throat but I gagged so badly that he stopped trying.