She moaned softly, tossing her long, wavy black hair back over her shoulder. My hands roamed over her body as she took my face between her hands and ...issed me again, her tongue darting into my mouth. I breathed deeply, inhaling the scent of her perfume and of her arousal, which like mine, fired up almost instantly whenever we found ourselves alone together.Her sweater lifted up over her head easily, her hair cascading back down over her shoulders. My hands caressed her back as I quickly. The others will be generous, I'm sure, for the chance to watch".Martha sighed. Now was her last chance to pull out. It was crazy, and a real escalation of her work in the sex trade. Surely it was too much to expect, to suck a complete stranger for money?"OK, Chad" she agreed. "Shut the front door and draw the curtain, put the closed sign up. But Jerry and no more, OK? I am doing you a big favour here. Don't ask for it all the time"Chad was moving to close the curtain and lock the door before. We reached Mumbai and so we exchanged number and started more on phone. We were like addicted to each other. We met several times but I never invited her to my place as I was not sure how she will react.After almost 3 months of talking I asked her lets meet and go for a movie late night on which she instantly agreed. Show was of late night in a weekday so theater was like empty and I was happy and was counting on my luck.As I was staying alone so had made all preparations needed. She was. “But why not? I need you to make love to me and you need your lovely cock played with.?” I reasoned. “But this is i****t!” Dad argued. “Not if we don,t tell anyone.” I grasped his shaft and began to slide my fingers up and down making it grow stiffer. “ it,s our secret!” I stroked him faster and knew his resistance was weakening. “Just let me suck you and we,ll see what happens after that?” I proposed. “Okay if you must!” Soon I was recalling how Mum Sarah used her cocksucking talents with Dad.