’ ‘You do realize that doesn’t mean that you just come as my girlfriend, you actually have to be my girlfriend.’ ‘Yes Mac. I understand.’ ...‘So how does it feel not to be single for the first time ever?’ ‘It feels exactly the same. Exactly.’ ‘Maybe it’s because you’ve been with me this whole time.’ ‘Or because I’ve had a boyfriend for less than a minute.’ ‘I know what would make it seem more real.’ ‘What?’ ‘Let’s change our relationship status on facebook.’ I laughed hysterically. ‘You are 34. I allowed my wet tongue to lick the tip and he moved his hand. I snapped a few pictures and continued to work my magic. While licking, something stirred in me. I started getting aroused. I was getting turned on. Sucking a large luscious curved dick, in the home of a man I’m fucking, knowing he can walk through the front door at any time and catch us. It was a huge turn on for me. I began licking and sucking. Up and down. Very slow and very fast. Deep down deep throat and using my hand. I. There was a moment of silence. I finally did tear my eyes off Greta, but I looked down into my lap rather than at Dad. It was my dad’s voice that broke the silence. “Greta,” he said and by his tone, he meant business, “go to your room until I come and get you.” I could remember very few times when I heard Dad speak to our housekeeper in such a tone. And I’d never heard him order her to her room. He’d asked her to leave the room a few times, but never treated her so child-like, by sending. I entered the suhaag raat room holding milk in a silver jar with a silver glass. to my sons surprise i asked this from receptionist she provide it happily. My son [husband] surprised shy like all newlywed brides. but I am more lucky than them i married my own son my son took the milk jug from me. I felled on his feet & said mujhe aashirwad dijiye sada suhagan rahane ke liyeI told him very respectively like how a wife converse with her husband oh common mom you are elder women & also my mom I.