“I want to hear you say it.”“I... enjoyed sucking your cock.”He slapped me again and I almost fell down.“That's 'sir' for you, slut. You sho...ld be grateful for being allowed to suck it. Show some respect!”“I enjoyed sucking your cock, sir,” I repeated.“And what else did you enjoy?”I loved this game. I was so horny... so turned on by how big of a slut I was. “I enjoyed getting my throat fucked and I loved swallowing every drop of your cum, sir.”“That's right. Tell me how big of a whore you are,. I walked up to her and told her, “let me do it.” “What?” She asked. “Let me scratch your ass mother,” I insisted. “Tu meri gaanr khujlayega?” “haan ma.” Without waiting for her answer, I raised her sari to the hip and pulled down her white panty. I took it in my hand and looked at it; the back portion of her panty had got yellowish with all the scratching. I brought it to my nose and sniffed at it. “Gandhi kya sukh raha hai, khujla jaldi,” she requested. I rubbed the panty over her face and. I noticed that she was very slowly moving her pussy against my leg leaving a definite wet spot on my leg. Her position stirred up a reaction in me and I was getting aroused. I very carefully, so not to wake her, rolled to my left putting my body in full contact with the front of hers. I reached down and took hold of my erection and slid it up and down her spread open slit. The feeling was exquisite so when the head was at her opening I pressed in a couple of inches. I then started a subtle in. Lunch time at work the next day, one of the woman said that she buys condoms for her son, its better to make sure he’s safe than to make me a granny she said. I popped in to the chemists on the way home, buying a box of them, still not knowing how to approach the subject to my son.I lay in bed at night wondering what you do with condoms, I’ve never seen one or used one so how can I tell my son what to do with them.At work the next day, I told the woman with the masturbating c***d of my problem,.