Gay with Uncle Kirkloft

Hello gay friends, the story I want to tell you is about four months ago. I am a tall, 170-year-old boy. The story starts here. The day we wanted to go to my grandfather's house. He was the only child. We stayed for dinner. We told him to buy something for the sausage. We always told him to buy a lamb. He always has a motorbike. He did not say anything. Then, when I bought bread and bagasse, we were coming back. I saw that he was going to his blood. He said, "Why are you going?" What did you do when we were riding a motorcycle? What did I say? What did you say? Do you know? I said, I shook hands with you. I turned around and said, "Let go," he said violently, "Do it, and I did it this time."Kirsh did not sleep much, then I saw that he put his lips on my lips at once, my eyes opened. He picked it up and said, "Bring it. Eat it yourself." I opened the belt and the zipper of his pants. I was playing, then he got up, he came behind me, pulled my pants down, put his face down in the middle of his lambra, he was licking with his tongue, I got drunk, after he finished his work, he told me to get down on my knees He hit me with a worm, he hit me with a finger, he played with my hole with his finger, then he slowly put Kirsh on me, I shook my head, I had no feeling, he hit Kirsh on the head, I had no pain in my hole, he dropped it, then he started rocking, then he changed his movement for a quarter of an hour. I could see he was wet with sweat, yes, oh, how cool his body was.How much was it in my ass? Then I went to clean my own bathroom. We went to tell everyone how late you were. We lied together.