Jiski kahani main aap sabhi ko sunane jaa rahi hoo.Ek din ki baat hain mere papa ko office ke kaam 2 din ke liye argent gwalior jaana tha. Mere ek cha...ha bhi gwalior main rehte the. Main ne papa se kaha ki papa main bhi gwalior chalungi. Aap office ka kam kar lena aur main chacha ji se mil lungi. Waise to mere chacha gwalior main ek factory main superwiser the. Papa ne kaha ki beta seema train main kafi bhid hogi aur mera reservation bhi nahi hain tum pareshan ho jaogi. To main ne papa se kaha. How were you able to discover a virgin PTRD?"Sergei took a drink from the bottle, handed it to Oleg and answered, "Oleg, you insult the Comrade Captain by asking that question."Oleg set the PTRD on the wooden crate and apologized, "Yes Sergei you are correct - please forgive me comrade Captain." Then he took a hell of a slug from the bottle.I gently reminded him, "Oleg do not become too intoxicated otherwise you cannot show me the intricacies of the PTRD."Sergei snorted and answered, "Comrade. Well, I guess I could find someone else but the difference in our lifestyles would always create problems. As I mentioned to Janet, my life doesn't lend itself to companionship. At the time it was an off-handed statement. Only now did I recognize the truth in what I'd said.I know the obvious suggestion was to reconnect with Linda Federici. That's not what I wanted. I wanted someone who didn't fit the profile of a Syndicate Wife. I wanted to be with a woman to whom my world was foreign, not to. By the way, your penis or pecker could also be called a cock, dick, or another nickname.”As she was talking to me, she gently stroked my cock, an uncontrollable feeling started in the base of my body and began to move towards my dick. My Mother noticed and said: “Robby, let the feeling go through, let it surge through your cock.”In less than three more strokes, a surge went from my balls, up my dick, and out the end. Squirting a milky white liquid over the palm of my mother’s hand and up her.