"I... can't take any more. You're to much for me!" she cried."Not bad at all," Crumanni smiled. "She's not very tight, but a good kisser and her mouth...is good at other things too."The masters laughed, picking up Vishi from the floor and placing her in a chair where she had a good view of the interior of the larger dome."Sure you won't sell her?" asked Crumanni."Not for sale," reiterated the taller master."All right then, let's feed my vreekters," said Crumanni lifting himself, with some. So whenever I was in Hyderabad, I used to meet her for coffee in some coffee day so that she would have a change of mind and talk about her feelings.Now coming to the story. One day we decided to meet in a coffee day in the outskirts of city. So we had a long drive and she was telling about her family and kids. Around 1hour we reached the coffee day and we started talking again.But this time she told me about how lonely she feels because her husband had stopped coming home and used to sleep at. Her hand was now moving freely over my breast that she had lifted over the top of my camisole and was pulling the nipple out in a fashion that was both rough and exciting.I tentatively felt the weight of one of her breasts and was surprised by its weight and size compared to my young breasts. Her flesh moved easily under my touch with in her halter. Mom rasied herself from me and took hold of the bottom of her halter band and raised it up and over her head. Then she leaned back and pulled me. Focus on being a good cocksucker." It only turned him on more. He ate my cock like a fifty-dollar steak, grunting and groaning as he took every inch, his watery eyes glancing up at me.I pulled my cock out of his mouth, slapped his face with it. "Keep your mouth open," I said. Chuck did as he was told. I jacked off. I got a nice drop of precum on the tip. "Lick it off," I said."Yes sir." Moaning with delight as he ate my precum."Like that?" Mm, yes." I fed him some more, then I was ready to.