I allowed my tongue to dance up and down until it was slick with my saliva. He told me he hadn't come in a while. He was already close. I continued to...enjoy it. Bobbing back and forth as it became easier and easier to take it into my mouth. I did as I knew, sucking on the upstrokes, stopping with the up to the rim and licking frantically. More of the rewarding juice leaked out as I felt it swim around and slip down my throat. As I did this, I would roll his proportionate balls in one of my. .." Yes, Mrs. Roberts?" You know, you can call me Ma'am, if you prefer," she said, in a tonewhich was more of a command than a request."Ma'am?" Yes, Ma'am, as in 'ham'. Would that be more comfortable for you?" Uh..." Because I would perfectly understand if that were the case. Mrs.Roberts is rather a mouthful. And besides, I imagine that you'rethinking that Ma'am is more appropriate, all things considered?" Appropriate?" I asked. Wondering what she meant by that."Yes, appropriate." Uh... sure,. . Maine usse poocha ki kya mai tmhare chunche dekh skti hu to usne jhat se haa kr di aur shoulder se nighty utar di kamar tk nd khne lgi bhabhi ghoor kya rahi ho choooo k dkh lo kaise h ? mere liye to itna kafi tha maine usee litaya aur usk duddu peene lgi aur wo bht tezz tezz awazein krne lgiAwazein sunte hi manas kamre k bahar aa gya mauka dekh kr usne darwaza khol diya aur apna lund lower k bahar nikal k hilane lga jb rashmi wapas jb normal hui tb usne dekha ki manas ne sb dekh liya hai wo. His name was Akhiil and her name was Radhaika. They were both about 15 years older to me. I was very attached to them since they had taken me in as a poor widow driven out by her family and no parents and still given me a decent living. I was especially attached to Radhika aunty who was a fat woman with a kind face and she was like a sister to me.After a few months of living with them I realised that uncle always maintained some distance from me but still stole looks at my young firm body when.