" I teased, lapping the head of his cock. He whimpered and stroked my hair. Then he spurted three or four wads of jizz. "Thanks, sweetcakes. You serve...the best meals." I quipped and he groaned.Since he was on his back again. I spread his legs and began licking his nuts and asshole. His hole was red and puffy - like it had been used non-stop for four hours or so. It was stretched out, but I knew that after another few minutes it would constrict again.Oddly - or maybe sickly - I was beginning to. "The next day we left for the drive to West Virginia. We stayed in a motel one night but we were all flush from our parents slipping us some cash. We found out Courtney had a couple of credit cards to use but she never did because she felt she shouldn't. She was a good kid.The next morning we rolled into the ball park parking lot and found the front office. They were really nice to us and had us in their cafeteria for a late breakfast. They separated us and interviewed each of us before having. The way some of those people had looked at her when Dutt told her to wait in the bedroom…she blushed again. But she tried to put it out of her mind and watch TV. She could hear that the conversations outside were getting lower and lower in volume and frequency. About an hour passed like that. And then she heard a door close. She had been intently watching a news bulletin when she heard that sound. Immediately she got up from the bed. ‘Duttsahab.’ she said in a soft voice. ‘Hello, Mansi. How are. “Mom, if I ever call you a whale, you’ll know I’m really, truly disappointed in you and I really can’t stand your guts. Anything else negative, derogatory, mean or hurtful is just an act. Dad, if I call you pompous, I mean I would really crush you under my thumb if I could. Every single other thing I do or say up till then is an act, okay?”“Whale for mom and pompous for me. Got it. Your mom is so tiny I can’t even imagine you using that word by mistake.”“Yeah, like you even know what pompous.