We ate lunch and went to dad and mom. Got their blessings and mom Started crying and said come here often. Dad gave us money and arranged us a car. We...gave them a goodbye and get inside the car. I too started crying. The car left home.It will take four hours to reach my Hubby’s place. I was wearing green saree instead of white. ( hey I am married and I had enough of these fucking traditions. If anyone asks why you wear color, I just say eat my pussy you pimp). Huh..Leave that shit. But I feel. Are you?” “George, I’ve wanted this for so long… When Lacey lived with us (Lacey was his girlfriend for a while, who happened to be very loud during sex on their very squeaky bed…) I would listen to you two and imagine myself there. I’ve cum so many times to fantasies of you. Yes, I’m most definitely sure.”With that, he took my hand, and pulled me off the bed. He lay down, and I kneeled next to the bed. I wanted to see his cock more than anything, and to use all the tricks I had learned from. I laughed, “It’s a long story!”“No kidding! And a very small world. Do your parents still have Dalmatians?”“No. The last time we had a dog was when we lived in California. We didn’t take Lady or Princess with us when we moved to Tucson. They went to live with my dad’s friend, Ken Dugan, who had a small ranch in the Malibu hills.”“Can you even imagine what that would be worth today?”“Probably about as much as the five acres on Long Island my dad’s parents owned, but sold right before the Great. I got up and my semi hard on was still intact. She started by looking at my scalp she was pushing my hair around it actually felt pretty good. Then she checked my neck and back the came to my chest and stomach. Then she said have you noticed anything in your private area. I said actually I am concerned about something and I pulled my boxers down a little so all she could see was the base of my semi hard cock. I said that she bent down to get a closer look and said everything looked ok. It was.