Ab story pe aate hai ye kahani 1saal purani hai meri maa ka umr 36 saal hai unki shhaadi jaldi hui thi. Jaiseki me or maa ghar me akele rehte he, me k...m pe jata hu or maa housewife hai. Mai ek bade company me kam karta hu. Me meri maa ko dekh ke muth maratahu. Ek din jab me chutti pe tha ghar par bor ho raha tha tabhi maa ne pukara… Ram jara muje towel dena me bhool gayi hoon, maa naha rahi thi main towel dene gaya ki achanak maa chillaye hue baahar aai maa puri nangi thi wah kya najara tha. "Please... Sir... may I please suck your cock?"Steve ran a hand absently through my hair. "Better, but I'm still not convinced. Stand over there and watch us. Play with yourself, but you better NOT come, got it?"One look at Sandra told me that I had better obey this man's orders as if they had come straight from her. A new wave of embarrassment, submission and humiliation flooded me as I got up and stood in the corner, obeying him. I began to touch and caress my little traitor, who was erect. "I'm always touched because even if I couldn't tell by the look in his eyes when he looks at me, I know from those little things he does that he loves me and that he doesn't take me for granted. I know that he thinks about me even when I'm not with him.I could have gotten a job outside of the house. But I never had a burning desire to be anything in particular. And I get so much satisfaction out of what I do. Why would I want to do anything else? We didn't need the extra money before. We're. I wanted to see what Jerry had to say. When he came out of the bedroom, he was smiling. He said, "I'm so pleased. That girl is making great strides. The young have much greater recuperative powers than us old farts."When I came home that evening, Stacie met me at the door with a hug and a kiss. "Come see," she said, "you're not going to believe this."On the dining room table, there was a huge flower arrangement. Beside them was a card that said, "Come back to us soon. Your friends at McHenry.