Sandy was a pro.Eventually, our mysterious visitor left. I was still rock hard as I popped out of Sandy's mouth and climbed off the seat. I said, "Fuc......"Sandy could only moan, "Mmm", and I soon learned why. He kissed me again, and I tasted my own salty, sweet jizz on his lips. He hadn't swallowed all of it, and was saving the last few drops for me. I made sure to lick his face clean, then immediately fell back to the ground to resume my interrupted work. But Sandy had other plans.He grabbed. There was a gardener, a housekeeper, a maintenance man, all ensured he needn't lift a finger.It hadn't always been that way. He'd spent his early childhood moving around from place to place. His real father had left them when Justin was about 2. He was a jeweller who followed the country fairs in an old bus selling his wares. Justin thought it an idyllic life, always travelling, parking the old Leyland wherever there was a stream for water.His dad had turned up one day, unannounced. He rode in. More

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