"I followed his direction and was thinking how nice he was being, not forcing me to gag, but letting me go at my own pace. "Take it deeper, bitch, swa...low that nigga cock."I slowly worked my mouth down the shaft finally reaching my hand on the base of his dick. I was working it further and further into my mouth, training my gag reflex to take it. "Lick my balls." He demanded.I pushed his cock to his cut abs and dived right into sucking and licking his big black balls while I continued to work. They’d had an argument about her going home with him, and he had called her a bitch, and a tease, and it was all pretty unpleasant. Anyway, she cheered up a bit, and Alex helped me tidy up the place, then Rob and I went to bed, and Alex was going to sleep on the couch. But about halfway through the night, Alex came into our bedroom and got into bed next to me, and was still very upset. I cuddled her, and we went to sleep. The next thing I know, Rob was moaning in his sleep. I opened my. I slowly was coming to grips with the loss of mom and started hanging out with friends again. I would come home and find dad asleep in the living room in his easy chair with his reading lamp on and a book in his lap along with his glasses. I guess he didn’t want to go to his own bedroom that held memories for him. I found myself starting to think more about my dad’s needs and began helping more around the house. One night we were on the couch together watching a comedy movie and at one. When compared to what he said about his own mother sucking off the rickshawala to save 20 Rupees.Ajit: Oh, fuck. That was insane. He said that just before we entered the examination hall. I spent 3 hours thinking about it and ended up failing the test. Worse, Shiny Ma’am was the invigilator that day. I still don’t know how I managed to stop myself from stroking my cock right there.Roshan: But, still, not as gross as jizzing on your own mother’s photo!Ajit: Haha. I thought Roshan was the deviant.