Even to ensure that the requirements of the mother and c***d were easily met, if he happened to hear about it." Puran kept watching his wife, trying t... sound as convincing as possible." I know you might feel that this may affect your privacy but please bear with it. Babuji is only being very protective and not purposefully spying on you." He went on saying.Sonam didn't say anything but kept quiet. But, it was obvious, she was uneasy and was trying to fathom the extent to which she would be kept. Better than my stepmother, surely. And a loving and faithful wife, that too she was. Much better than the one I‘ve become. I don’t know why I think of her, when I’m here, alone. It’s not the first time I’ve thought about her, when I’m waiting. I don’t know much at all anymore. An hour ago, I was waiting, on my elbows and knees, here on the carpet in this motel room, the door unlocked. I was thinking how, it’s not such a bad motel, really; but then, I left the door unlocked, andstill, it's justa. He said that we were both horny and he wanted to suck my cock. I thought for another moment and then mumbled OK. He did not waste any time to jump on my cock. He immediately took me deep down his throat and began sucking my cock hard. I was surprised to see the enthusiasm he sucked cock. I was used to women who were not interested and did it begrudgingly.He was bobbing his head up and down on my shaft as he slurped away. We had both been out drinking and now watching porn so we were both super. This had been the longest relationship in my life, we had even dated back in high school, and any fond memories I had retained were in ashes.He didn't love me. Never had.He had only used me.And I had allowed it to happen.Fuck, fuck, fuck!That night ended with ice cream, vodka and crying on my sweet roommate's shoulder. Karen had never liked my boyfriend and had often suggested that maybe I should switch to her team since all guys were assholes and only a woman really knew how to please another.