‘Brent this is the only picture I have of your father, Nathan. This was his senior picture from high school.’ I took the picture and looked very c...osely at it and noticed that I had his eyes and hair coloring. I never thought about having Black hair and Brown eyes being different than the Blonde hair and blue eyes of my parents had. My Mother continued. ‘Your father was half Arapaho Indian. My mother and father were not at all happy that we had fallen in love and had forbidden me to see him. If you take the time to read it, please take a few seconds to vote and comment. It’s the only way I know what you think. Chapter 1 I woke early and checked the clock—6:17. In other times I would have reached for my cock and started stroking in the hope of getting off. But I hadn’t jerked off in more than four months! After all, why stroke it when you’re doing some great fucking every day—two or more times most days. At my age—67—I couldn’t hope to cum all those times but the intimacy with my. It was me, who impressed her more. I used to visit her in her clinic very often along with my bhabhi. She would counsel both of us about various things but she used to deliberately cut short her talk while approaching the real subject – intercourse. She would make an eye contact with me then look away.I just kept my head nodding and acting as an avid listener. I kept smiling in my mind and waited for the right moment, the right time, the time when only we two are there and, and, …… Just. I fingered her navel and saw a mole near it.. I came down and talked to her navel as if it were hearing me and said “you little thing.. how long you tortured me huh.. today am gonna torture you” and flicked my tongue in and out.. banu was laughing like anything Trying to twist and turn.. But my prize was not going to go anywhere..By now she was fully making moaning sounds like “aaaaaaaaa… Mmm” .. I took her little toes in her legs and was pulling them.. She shouted “aaah what are you doing to.