“Prime? I can’t be a prime Sherry I haven’t been assigned to one of you.” Lucie told Sherry astonished.“I’m sorry pr ... Miss Hartwell. We...worked so well together, I had started to think of you as a prime I apologize.” Then in an almost whispered voice Sherry continued on, “I will miss you ma’am.”Lucie’s head snapped around as she stared at the now tear laden hologram. “I will miss you also Sherry.”Sherry’s head nodded then her eyes opened wide, “I see of what you were talking of! Mother!. It was on the top of the building with a big open terrace. The house where I stayed had another single room next to my house which was usually empty and used by the owner occasionally. I owner was a local native of Hyderabad, and had one son Manju who was getting married in about 2 weeks. They were the most religious family in the area.In the month of December which is generally very cold in Hyderabad, Manju got married. I had been to the reception and had my hard-on drinking the beauty of the. With the sight of breasts and the smell of estrogen, I excuse myself to pull one off in the restroom.I’m mid-stroke when I hear a voice, “What cha doin’ mister?”I look up and see a petite girl, gathering from her long hair and clothing she’s about sixteen years old. My mind has frozen in shock.She looks at me unscrupulously saying, “My stepdad has one that’s smaller than yours. He likes to rub it between my breasts sometimes. Since Mama died we sleep naked together, and he’ll put it between my. I was sure that she always felt lonely and needed company, but I never expressed any desire to her being a bit scared. I never knew we would go this far but it did happen. This is the beginning of our relationship.I have a huge stock of porn magazines in my room and I was confident that no one knew about it. But my mom had seen those things. I was alone in my room reading some at about 12 in the night when she walked in and saw me strocking my dick. She was really upset and hurried back. I was.