My wife said to her papa, we all should drink once together for which her papa said we will drink together tonight at our home. Her mom was convinced ...or the same.I got 2 full bottles of Black label with side dish. MIL prepared nice mutton and chicken. We sat together in living room and started to drink, I sat near by wife then FIL & MIL in a semi circle. FIL & me wearing shorts with t shirt and my wife wearing night pant and shirt where MIL wearing sari. Slowly one full bottle got over all are. I took off my dupatta to become comfortable in the kitchen. I was not wearing a bra underneath my kameez. The food was ready on the dining table and I called my husband and his boss to the dining table for the dinner. They started to have dinner and I served them. When I was bending down to serve the food my cleavage was visible and I noticed mike staring at my boobs. I ignored it and continue to serve the food. He kept looking at me without making it obvious to my husband. After dinner, he. She started sucking it like a baby would a pacifier. She was sucking it hard, as if she was trying seperate the head from the shaft. Fuck that felt good!I left her there for about 10 minutes, offering her words of encouragement, telling her what a good girl she was. My god, my cock in her little mouth looked great. She started slowing down, telling me her mouth was getting tired. I easily picked her up and brought her to bed with me. I laid on my back with her lying on me, with my hard. ‘Um, what are you looking for?’ ‘Nothing,’ she didn’t look up, ‘just looking.’ ‘See anything you like?’ She laughed, ‘I never really got a look at one before, you know? And I didn’t think you’d mind.’ ‘No, not at all. Carry on, just forget I’m in the room.’ I struggled up to rest my weight on my shoulders and now we both were looking at my sleeping prince. Amy looked up and smiled. ‘It’s kind of silly looking isn’t it?’ She spoke slowly and turned her head sideways like she was studying.