It was one that originally started life as a joriball paddle, made of a fairly pricey and rare hard wood. It's thickness was approximately that of a H...man's little finger; the elliptical "blade" was a full two and a half hands in length, and the handle, wrapped in black leather, was just the right length for either a one or two-handed grip. He sat down on the bench, silently nodded his head at Kennewick, and patted his thigh. The Furling lad, already intimately familiar with this ritual,. We agreed on a price for his services, I would pay him half now and the remainder upon Mary's satisfaction. I told him I would be out of town for the weekend and he could service my wife on Saturday night. I made the ground rules clear. There would be no v******e or forced sex. He was to follow her instructions and stop will mean to stop. He gently smiled. “I’m a good lover, I do love women. I will treat yours with kindness and respect, the way I treat all women.” I looked at him closely and. So Raju said ” I know you want this & lots more.I can feel your intensions from your talk & how you exposed your breast & naval a bit by adjusting your saree. You are a whore. You want sex.” Now my mom said ” yes I want this & much more. I like sex & always wanted to be with you. i want your body & I want my body to be used by you. I want your penis inside my every whole & yes you can call me your whore” . It was such erotic words that instead of getting angry I got aroused. Now Raju loosened. As for my real father, well he isn't about that much anymore and so we really don't talk about him. Most of my mates often say how luckily I am to have some hot women in the house and how they wished they could move in too. I'm ain't that popular, which is kind of shocking since the rest of my family were popular. I have a few mate and there names are Joe, Matt, Geoff and Mike. I am actually kind of smart and have really had As and BS my whole life which my mother always said made my special.