Breakfast was an egg, a piece of toast, and a cup of coffee. Granny'seyebrows rose a little at the coffee, but she hadn't said anything. I'deaten quie...ly from my highchair and sat through the silence around thetable. Fred was taking the day with Grandpa Joe to triple check thehouse's new security systems. Amanda mentioned a few ideas she had too,but otherwise was pretty well not engaging in the world a lot. Theyboth went with me to Emerson and walked me to my first class aboutfifteen minutes. I sat around for a bit and drank a few more beers and smoked some cigs passing the time. I looked out and decided it was dark enough to leave. I went to the full length mirror and made a last turn and inspection of myself. Damn I looked hot, but god was I nervous about going out my front door dressed up. I checked my hair and make-up, made a few touch ups. I had never thought about buying a purse so I had to use a make-up bag like a small clutch, this would hold what I needed for the night.I. There was no mistaking its intent. Twice more Mom's eye flickered but my pinky kept stroking, slow and gentle, but persistent. We kept discussing the piece. Admittedly, I prolonged the discussion with needless queries for clarification, but Mom didn't seemed annoyed. She calmly explained how she thought things should go, not once glancing down or batting her eye, and the whole time my pinky was scr****g up and down near her puss. "Are you ready?" Mom finally breathed."Yeah," I croaked.We began.. I started sucking it. Soon he cummed in my mouth. He asked me to drink it. But I denied. He again forced me to drink it. I drank that at once. But I was feeling like vomiting tendency. He then brought some chocolate from fridge. After that we both sleep nude. My pussy was swollen. Next morning the pain was almost gone.He informed the servants to come to work.We have two servants Raju and Gita. They are husband and wife. Raju is 35 years old and Gita is 30 years. Gita does cooking and cleaning.