I also liked the way she held me tight when she felt me cumming . Holding me in her until I emptied my load and softened all while telling me what a g...eat fuck that was. Finally we got dressed and I had her fill out her time card then gave her four hours even though it was just about two. We talked about what she would be doing tomorrow before she dropped me off at home. Of course she grabbed my junk before I got out then smiled saying “I can’t wait to have that again”. My wife was waiting. I didn’t like the idea. I never wanted him to stay in the hostel. I strongly opposed the idea. Deepak was also in favor of our son’s staying at hostel. But, I refused to budge.Finally, My son showed some concern for me, and it was decided that he would stay at the hostel, only during the examinations and during the similar exigencies. During normal days he would stay at home. I was happy and I thanked my son for his concern.My happiness was short-lived. Rahul would leave the house early in the. He didn’t feel like working and he decided to plunge himself into the story entirely and completely.“Hey, Alexander, what’s with you”? It was the secretary standing in front of him and he was so immersed in the story that he didn’t even notice how quickly the lunch time came.“Oh, I’m just too involved in the assignment I am working now” He said not wanting anyone to know about what he was doing at work.“Ok, but aren’t you going to have lunch with us?” The secretary asked.“Ok, I’ll come by in. But I made it to the highway without the slightest problem.The drive home was endless. My brain was still trying unsuccessfully to deal with what had just happened and my mood was as foul as the weather. One thing was clear - there would be no wedding, I would cancel everything. The whole mass of meaningless decisions had been totally pointless. That made me feel good. Nobody would ever know if the dessert really was appropriate for a winter wedding.I had stayed in our home town mostly because.