"On your knees in front of me, Sally," watching as she slipped off the chair, her naked breasts bouncing as she kneeled before him, her face in front ...f his open pants, her hands still stroking his hard cock.She was really scared now, her face only inches from his open pants. She saw him push his pants down to his knees, his shorts the only thing covering his penis. Why doesn't he shoot out his seed? She was doing it like he ordered her to.He watched her expression as he slowly lowered his. As jalal was thrown out he was not coming to our house. As hameed had some financial crisis he was busy solving that. So Jacob was the only option for mom. But as I said he was not into flirt. Dad had stopped fucking her. This makes her mad. She had made some steps for making out with Jacob. But he didn’t responds to it.One day while returning from temple she accidentally meet jalal on the way. She was seeing him after 2 months. He was stunning as usual. As nowhere to go in evening he hits gym. As I walked back to the bar Bill looked directly at my shorts and then up at me, “Alright mate” he said and although I knew Bill he was really just an acquaintance more than a friend, I nodded back at him and returned to Sam at the bar and to a fresh pint.It was just gone 1pm and I was on my 5th pint and to be honest feeling pretty buzzed and I think even Sam was buzzing as I had bought her a couple of drinks however she hadn’t asked me for any payment yet, maybe at the end. Everybody had left. “But you can listen,” she added, pulling me by the arm towards the ornate wooden staircase.Even before our feet touched the first step I heard the first sounds coming from upstairs. The low moan of a woman being pleasured. “Mmmmm.” The moan continuing each time for as long as possible until the woman needed to breathe. Speaking volumes about the level of pleasure she was receiving.‘The woman needed to breathe,’ – what the fuck. The woman in question wasn’t some notional, faceless woman. It was.