”This would be safe enough. Her sister was away at university, and her parents wouldn’t be back from their jobs for a while.He looked up at her, a... expression of uncertainty on his face. She went on, “We could finish the research there. Then we have all week to get the presentation ready.” She was careful to avoid putting on the flirty tone she’d normally use.“Let me ask my parents,” he replied. This took her aback — he was eighteen, wasn’t he? Why did he need permission? — but he had already. “My sweet wife, will you let your husband suck your sweet tongue?” he inquired, looking into my eyes.“I am all yours, darling. Do whatever you want to do with me. No need to ask for permission. A wife has to fulfill her husband’s desires- isn’t it?” I don’t have the vocabulary to describe the level of excitement as my son sucked on my tongue, asserting his conjugal rights over his wedded mother.My hands roamed freely over his strong back, making a series of melodious sounds. It made the. Venkat, this is giving me pleasures” she told. I continued my sucking for nearly four minutes. Then I sucked her other boob also. While sucking her right boob, I slid my hand into her panty and touched her pussy. “Ooouuuccchhhhhhh……” she screamed.“Jai, are you sure you know what you are doing to me? It is giving me titillations and I am becoming hot now” she told in pleasure than a complaint.I was pleased to know my action was making her hot. But I did not tell her that. My hand on her pussy. ’ ‘What the hell are you trying to accomplish here?’ Jen asked. ‘Are you trying to end your relationship?’ I just looked at her, bewildered. ‘It’s a good thing you guys aren’t getting married anyway. You’re both under the legal age – emotionally.’ I sucked in a breath so I could yell back at her. Then I realized it proved her point. ‘We’re acting like children, aren’t we?’ She gave me a look that said you think. ‘Maybe we’re not.’ This time she looked at me, bewildered. ‘There’s no question.