Several tries later and not even having come close she said she’d let me in on her secret since I’d been kind enough to keep her company and share...my weed with her. Katie then asked me to close my eyes and turn around for a few seconds and when I turned back I was not only beholden of a perfect hourglass body with the perkiest tits ever seen by man but she was packing a pecker! She spun several times to bless me with a all round view as though I was a camera guy at a modeling shoot and only. He fell on to the seat completely drained. I left his cock and slowly massaged the cum on my thighs all over. I brought the other hand with manus cum to my mouth and started licking it from my fingers. Manu leaned to me and said “Suma didi, u r better than A class whores”. I smiled and pulled down my saree. I had just put one button of my blouse when the movie proclaimed interval and lights were cum up. I pulled my pallu over my chest with the rest of the blouse left unbuttoned and ran to. We stepped back into the living room. Demie’s mother had sat down on the couch, but even there, her presence made it seem like she was still standing. “Welcome to Earth!” I said grandly. “Would you like a drink?” At the older demon’s nod, I commanded, “Demie, fix your mother a vodka soda.”Demie gave me a squint, unseen by her mother, and then headed to the kitchen. I sat at the other end of the couch and smiled my best smile.“What may I call you, my lady?”She watched me appraisingly. I couldn’t. This is what I was born to do. He kept telling me how good it felt and how I was a natural at it. He would call me nasty things like cocksucker, slut, whore, fag, bitch and more. Those things only seemed to make me suck his cock harder and faster. He told me I sucked better than any woman and it kinda made me proud. He asked me at one point to think of what my girlfriend would say if she saw me right now. Again these humiliating things just kept me wanting to be a better suck boy. Then he.