Phir me mom ko leke ghr aa gya. Ush din puri raat me uske baare me hi sochata rha. The very next day mujhe subeh subeh call aayi me ghr p hi tha mere ...lge ki chuthiya chl rhi thi. Maine call pic ki it was him me khush ho gya wo bola sahab ap mere ghr aa jayi or yahan s paise le jayi phele to mana krne lga but uske bar bar insist krne p maine bola thk h do address apna. Me taiyar hoke thk 12 baje k aas paas uske bataiye address p puch gya maine bell bajayi gate ushi ne open kiya by god kya lag. It’s not because I expect you to do anything, but because I like to do it.”“You’re sure? You’re not just saying that?” she asked softly.“I’m sure. But maybe I was right, and this really is a bad idea.”“Don’t say that!” she pleaded. “I thought you wanted to do this!”“I do. But do you? Really?”Kara sat up and looked me in the eye and said, “Yes.”She quickly bent down and planted a quick kiss on my flaccid shaft, then sat up and giggled.That was the sign I needed, not because I needed her to suck. The initial contact was close to a disaster because his spearhead element had become a little too relaxed after months of encountering only non-resistant opponents. His lead squad of nine well-trained soldiers was annihilated by two short bursts from a hidden .30 caliber that must have been filched from some National Guard Armory along with a supply of ammo to keep it ready to keep attackers at bay. After that initial shock of defeat, they were able to knock down the pockets of resistance. When I got out of the shower the towels were gone. Judy was waiting in my office wearing a bra and crotchless panties. I looked at her and she said, “come over here.” I walked over to her standing naked and she tied me to my chair and put a blindfold on me. She reached down and rubbed my useless little dick and said now I get to watch.As I sat tied blindfolded to my chair she turned some porn on the computer and every so often she would rub my cock and ask if I was ready. About 30 minutes later.