Sitting across from his mother, Deen sipped his morning milk wondering how he could establish more control over her as time went on. His mother brough... about a controlling nature in him that he had only lately been aware of, and he wanted to explore it further. He knew he would always love her, and he could never beat her or whip her. But he could and would always control her. He had already begun to exert a level of control over her through his diary but now it would be more direct and more. .Uma: me either..Me: then come lets start…Uma: what is your plan fucker…Me: If you like something tell me uma…Uma: what ever you like, we can try that way..Me: I don’t have any particular idea… lets enjoy what ever comes in our mind while we do… what do you say,,Uma: perfect…I stood up… took uma and carried to her room thrown on her bed, I jumped on her started to hug and rotate side by side….Kissed her…. Liplocked for some minutes,,, without giving a space for air….. after which I slowly. ’.She brought her mouth close to my dick and licked my dick head with her tongue. She circled my dick head with her tongue and was teasing me. I told her,”do as I said slut. Take it in your mouth and suck it. Take it deep”She did as I said and soon half of my dick was in her mouth. She was sucking my dick, moving her mouth to give me a feel like I was fucking her mouth. But she was not making any effort to take my dick fully in her mouth.I decided that I will force my dick deep into her mouth.. His hair was starting to thin, and while not excessively overweight you could see where he was going over the next few years. But it was that smiling face that caught her most. It reminded her of that last mistake of a boyfriend she had whom her parents practically forced upon her. Smug, cocksure, the kind of ex jock that thinks they're God's gift to women. Brad was one bad experience she was glad was over. He had pulled the wool over her parents’ eyes with his snake oil charm, but they never.