Desi Village Bhabhi Fucking Part 4

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My shoulder length hair, lack of facial hair of any kind and love of being a bottom for masculine men relegated me to plain looking although I was matched in strength and intelligence."Hi Jack, I'm Dave." I said the second day he worked at the plant.He took my hand in his and replied, "Pleased to meat you Dave."We talked a bit as we lined up to punch in and headed to our work areas.During morning break we talked at the picnic tables out in back of the main building. Jack had been referred by another gay man who had worked at the plant for several years. He had aced his interview with short fat Jim our foreman. That was how I knew he was gay, not to mention after blowing Jim the previous afternoon he told me about Jack.A week later big Hank told me that Jack was to prove himself sexually. I was glad I was first in line although the others had seniority. It had been a roll of the dice and I won. It was considered more fair otherwise the bottom or versatile who had the most years at the. Before I even realised i was close I shot a huge load of cum in her mouth which I think shocked her too as she gagged and spluttered a little. She slowed down sucking my cock and looked up at me with cum dripping off her chin giving me that cheeky smile once again.So, now what.... I do remember this was a bit of a head fuck (literally lol). The horniness gone but my friend's fingers still inside my girlfriend. Then she turns to him, starts to undo his pants as she did mine and pulls his hard cock out, almost a relief to find out he wasn't as hung as me, but still long but kinda thin, but this didnt seem to bother Emma as she wrapped her lips around him and began to suck him. This time though she didn't spend long with her lips around him. She bent over the couch and looked at me and told me she wanted him to fuck her. What the hell do I say to that...? Nothing apparently, as he had already ran into his bedroom grabbed a rubber and positioned himself behind her and pushed his cock.
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For that was what she was, he kept trying to tell himself, part of the case.But her eyes still were there, like melted chocolate, they pulled at him, making him remember more than just her eyes. Like how she'd looked in the skirt she was wearing the first time he'd seen her. Or how she felt, her skin so soft despite the hard manual labor that she did on a daily basis as he had held her hand in comfort. He wasn't thinking of her like a cop would. That was his whole problem.He'd turned off the lights in his office, closing the door when the phone began to ring. It had been a close thing, him going back in to answer it. He'd almost turned around and left. But a niggling uncertainty had him opening the door and racing across the dark room to grab the phone."Hampton," he growled."We got an officer down at the safe house where we stashed your waitress, Hampton. I think you need to get over there."He didn't even bother to answer the chief, dropping the phone back into the cradle where it.

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