Word Travels Fast in India

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Word Travels Fast in IndiaI was trapped in India, living under one roof with a father, son & a female servant. You think it would be filled with sight seeing, but nothing like that came. We stayed at home & practically lived, sat back & smoked cigars in the father’s workstudy. I gave him some messages with the cigar while his son had his back turned on me. Cigars are great for subtle hints way more subtle than eggplants. So he gave me a wink, he knew what we both wanted, but I was not sure if it was going to be the same as the last time. I went to his study at night and the room was empty. I am a curious person, I have been since I was bi-curious as a teen. I looked through his desk & noticed very vintage photos of him & his wife. Blonde, pink skinned, my guessing, Australian. I left everything intact & went back into the guest room, hoping nobody saw me lurking. Minutes later the servant calls for me go to the dad at the garage. My heart starts to beat & I begin to think of the worst, I’m about to be accused of stealing stuff from his workspace & kick me out into the streets of India. He was waiting for me, standing beside his car. He doesn’t tell me where we’re going, even though he could not. I would of still at least liked to of heard him assure me he was not pissed at me. The drive takes a few minutes until reaching a night club. Now this isn’t some high end nightclub with neon lights & current music. The outside was like a office building, the kind you see made of dull cement with terrible looking banners displayed outside. ümraniye escort Tons of people inside dancing to LMFAO songs while the lighting came from these lamps above that looked ready to drop on someone. An accident was waiting to happen any second. So Daddie was holding my hand, taking me through crowds of people & leading me to a back room where a bunch of mature men between their late 40’s and late 50’s were standing around in a line, lots of towels spread around the ground. I have seen alot of porn to know where this was going. My heart slowed up a bit & I was smiling. There were six men, two left because they must thought they would not sink low as to cum on a foreigner. Their loss. So I do what I do, take off my pants, my shirt, kneeled down to my knees & just let the four guys jerk off in front of me while I sucked one at a time, giving each cock a fair share. Many sizes were on display, all four of these men were standing nude, smiling at me. All of them were uncut so I had a fun time pulling, biting their foreskin watching these men groan as I rub my lips around the tips of their sensitive head. The first guy was this early 40 year old guy with a thick set of black hair, dark brown skin & a thick mustache. His penis was girthy, but medium sized with a black base and a light pink tip. It looked like I was holding a pink marker, it was cute. So I just sucked on his tip, the whole thing was just too wide for me to take in whole. While I was busy sucking on him, another guy was slapping his penis on my bostancı escort back, my ass cheek & for some reason he decided to slap my ear with it. I don’t know why? The second guy, the one who slapped his penis on my ear, was next up to feel my lips. I started throating this one, it was small enough, but big enough to slobber on. The previous guy premature ejaculated all over my lower back, I felt it trailing down to my anus. Daddie then reached up to me & started licking it off my back & ass while I was sucking cock. But then his tongue started digging in there, started tongue fucking my ass. It could of felt sensational if it weren’t for the dad’s mustache, it was irritating like a wegie. Third man was next, he had one of those flip phones on him & was recording me. I decided to give him a video performance he would never forget. So if you find a very pixilated video of an indian guy being blown by a chubby foreigner while an older man licks his butthole, that’s me. The last & final man was standing by, not smiling much but feeling a little meek. I came face to face with his penis & you would not believe what I saw next. A micropenis. This poor man was ashamed of having a micropenis. This was the first ever time I saw a micropenis & it was very adorable. I was not quick to laugh or ridicule. I just started doing what I did with the other guys, instead of throating this guy I was just balancing this small nub in between my lips. It was like suckling on a clitoris. All the other guys were jerking off in front of me, göztepe escort I descided to stick to this guy until he was about to come. The other guys then shoved him aside to cum into my mouth. The dad then came to me & started french kissing me, scooping off the cum on my tongue with his tongue. The micro penis man left, in dissapointment. Everyone then exited the room, leaving me to clean myself up & clothe myself. I exited the room I came across all the men I blew, but then there was the man with the micropenis. Thankfully Daddie offered him a ride to his home so you bet your sweet bippy I sat next to him in the back seat. He looked so dissapointed & shy. I descided to fix this & took off my pants once again and pulled down his sweatpants to see that tiny johnson again. I just started sitting on his micropenis & riding him, making loud moaning sounds & acting like he’s destorying my insides with his giant penis. Daddie was trying hard to keep his eyes on the road, until I just shouted at him “Keep your eyes on the road, Pajeet!” I could say anything to him, he didn’t understand a word I said. So I made this guy cum on my ass and I have to say, big things come in small packages. His cum was chunky & could fill a cup. I watched him leave with a big grin in his face. The dad didn’t look mighty too happy, but who cares. The next two weeks go by, there is a big block party going on in the neighborhood with food & games around. It was not unti a few seconds into the celebration I spot those same guys I blew. They had wives & they avoided eye contact with me. That’s part of the territory, I wasn’t offended. Out of curiosity I asked my friend who those guys are. He just straight up tells me they live around the neighborhood. Word does travel fast in india.

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