She reached inside and gently grasped my rapidly growing cock. "Ooh my, nice and big, just the way I like it." We discussed the menu, with appetizer..., entrees and desserts and their prices. Everything was reasonable, so I selected the blow job option. We drove to my favorite spot, which was safe and nearby. I handed her $20 and undid my jeans, dropping them down to my ankles. Alexis reached over and held my cock in her left hand. It was growing harder by the minute, especially when she. We are together now. That is all that matters.”The bus began to move forward“I can’t think of a day without us together. Your mom has been so happy to have me with you. I almost feel that she is getting happier as the days pass. I almost feel like she is celebrating for something that is going to happen, instead of me being there.”“My mom is happy to have you with us. She doesn’t want anybody but you to be there.”“I can only guess as to why,” he hinted to her.“So much ... so much has happened. I stood on the platform chatting with parents and friends who had come to see me off. Soon I heard the whistle blow and after a quick bye to all jumped into the train and looked for my cabin. It was a coupe( two berths only ).As I reached the door two things struck me - one a beautiful perfume which overpowered all smells one associates with a train journey in India and the other a distinguishing looking lady about 50 plus years elegantly d****d in a saree and delicately made up with her. So I swallowed it. It took several tries to get all the gooey stuff to the back of my throat, and it felt strange as it oozed around in my mouth, but I finally got most of it.I got used to it over the next several months, since that was how most of our weekend dates ended. Roger would finger me until I came (or gave up and pretended to come) and then I'd suck his dick for him. Before long, I was taking all his load in my mouth and swallowing it down. I can't say I ever got to like it, but I.