Terrified at the sight Rachael was still gazing at his manhood when he said"don't worry,i know its your first time.Just imagine it as a popsicle,your ...avourite flavour". Popsicles are not this huge Rachael thought.She put her tiny hands around his cock and stroked it a few time before taking it inside her mouth.As Michael felt Rachael's soft lips closing around his manhood he moaned softly.Rachael was sucking his cock naively and staring into his crotch when Michael lifted her chin up. Now this perticular man likes for me to talk dirty to him and tell him of some of my exploits. I sometimes talk to him before hand and stroke his cock as foreplay and sometimes I talk to him while he is driving into me. (I do have to be careful about the latter as it can sometimes cause him to cum a bit sooner than either of us like). Anyway... As we lay there catching our breath... he said to me that I should write a book. Now at first this caused me to laugh. But as we talked a bit more I. 15 a.m., I heard a knock at my door and it was Sushma again who had come to return my utensils. But I was properly dressed today. She came in, went to the kitchen and kept the utensil. She came out and told me that she wanted to speak to me about her personal problems. I told her to sit down. She was hesitant to speak but I told her to be free to speak to me. Then she told me about her problems. She told that ” Aap to jaante hain mere pati kitne mote aur bhari hai. Mujhe unse koi sharirik sukh. He would feel sorry for himself and would curse life.My sister would also just cry. Sometimes she would sit on the end of thebed and just watch Mum and me play. My sister understood the situationmuch better than me. I think that when I was with my mother, it was notabout her cancer. It was about enjoying the moment. Mum felt like a mum;she felt alive. I didn't know that my Dad was jealous because I wasspending more time with Mum. As I said, I didn't know any different, andMum did feel more.