Poor Rod was married to a woman way more frigid than my wife, and he needed a blowjob badly. He hated the hassle of women, the psychology of trying t... get them to bed, and his wife was not very supportive in satisfying his needs. He agreed to let me suck his cock, but on a few conditions. It could only be a blowjob, outside of his place, and nothing else (no kissing, no talking, sex, etc.). I agreed readily, since I wanted to suck his 8 inch cock the second he emailed a picture of it to me.. She finished the first ankle and I was completely soft. She grabbed my little penis and commented “I guess you are a grower. I’d never suspect this little thing would get that big.” I turned red. “Don’t worry, you’ve got a nice size. No one is ever going to complain.”She then started to shave the ankle further away. She leaned over, making sure I got a good look at her ass and the slight hang and sway of her tits. It didn’t take long until I was growing hard again.By the time she finished with. "I really want you to do this for me. Do you think you can manage now?" "Yes, Mistress," I said, much calmer, "I think I can. Please forgive me for ... my weakness." "Oh, honey, I know it's not easy. It's not supposed to be easy. Knowing how hard it is for you, knowing that you're suffering excites me." I swallowed and she continued. "As a matter of fact, I'm excited now, and I think I want to fuck your cute little slave ass again." Things changed a little after that. Instead of making me wait. I woke up the next morning with exciting anticipation. And I had the most rhetorical welcome as always.When I woke up, I could hear my mom doing her chores in the kitchen. I got down and went to the washroom to empty my bladder.While coming back, I casually looked towards the kitchen. I got a quick glimpse of my mom in the same sari but in a different red-colored blouse. Her hair bun was now loosely tied. I was disappointed to look at her like that and started wondering why she would change the.