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We made the trip to his office tower in relative silence, beyond the usual chit chat. After about a fifteen minute drive, Rick and I arrived at his office. We parked the car, walked into the building and took the elevator up to his floor.Rick showed me into his office, closed the door, and told me to have a seat. I looked out at the view of Vegas, which was magnificent- you could see part of the Strip from his window. I was mesmerized at how beautiful Vegas looked during the daytime. I. He didn’t complain. Then I asked him to show me the spots I missed on my cock and he stroked me cock and balls and pointed them out. I quickly touched up the spots that I missed and we hopped back into the shower. I rinsed off his cock soaped it up and felt for spots I missed. Since it was his first time and had a bunch of hair I missed some. I told him where they were and we went through the process of shaving him in the shower. I thought it would be better if he tried to shave his cock for. “You like that?” she cooed at him “does my sweet friend like a little force on his cock? Hmm?”“Oh god yes” Josh moaned between her breasts.Smiling Jenny altered the angle in which his cock entered her and now she moved more forwards and backwards, allowing her to tighten her cunt even more.Josh felt his cock ache as his foreskin was pulled back to the point of pain each time she forced herself on him, only to feel a moment of relieve when she moved away.“Keep this up Josh” Jenny moaned “I am. The biggest surprise was he did not ask me who I was, smiled came near me and asked me : onukee poitiyaa kannee, seri vaaa (have u finished peeing ok come ) saying this he caught my dicks head with his three fingers which was dripping urine gave it small shake and kissed his own fingers.All this happened in just 10 seconds time, then I saw maarie anna coming out of the house in same costume only the red cotton towel nothing else . I went fast stood near him, he said it was his uncle who helped.
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