Now babu proceeded with his lust game and was smooching my mom all over. He was actually pressing his hardened groin on moms and was doing some thrust... over the saree. Now rum in hand grandpa told enough is enough but babu went near him and sir, please permit me to service her dripping tunnel and I may require the help of Abbas as well and saying this he signalled something to Abbas who now produced a full bottle of rum and gave it to grandpa which was to silence him. Now he ordered me to play. “How else can he decide if he wants me for his pet piggy, Sir?” I asked Stefan, and I saw a tiny piece of my husband crumble right before my eyes.“You can’t possibly want him to choke you?” Stefan said.“I want him to evaluate me, and that means choking me. If it bothers you to watch then turn off your webcam and go upstairs, Sir,” I said. Justin twisted the dowel in my pussy, and it was agonizing but intoxicating. I squirmed like a little girl seeing Justin Bieber up close and in person.“It. "I heard you and Jenny talking before the show. I'd like to help, if you'll let me. If not, I can butt out and we'll find something else to talk about."Kasey was silent for a moment. Then she sighed. "I miss my Mom. I could talk about stuff like this with her and not feel like an idiot." I know I'm not your mom, Kasey, but you can talk to me about anything. I've been there, too. I'm sure Don's a good listener and so are Jenny and Leslie. If you don't want to talk to me, talk to one of them.". It had long since stopped being just the way she loved and nurtured his daughters or the delicious meals or clean house. It was not even the best fucking sex of his life. It was the way that she was there. Just there. He knew that no matter what he could talk to her, or just snuggle up next to her. He felt safe. He knew that she would never turn him away. Never. So why did he keep fucking things up? Even when he did not know how, he managed to screw things up. To hurt her. And that was.