I'll make a note immediately." He acted in a fully professional way, and I warmed to a man I had got to know as well as any in my life. We now address...d each other by our given names, rather than army or civvy nicknames. He was at least 20 years my senior, and a man for who I had a great deal of respect."I'm a bit shell shocked at the moment, Steve," I said, justifying my rude manner.I didn't get a wink of sleep during the night. The film in my head kept re-running the same clip of two people. "Let's see you tugging it off!"I did as he'd asked and pulled my large cock out from my briefs. Dane laughed at how well-endowed I was and declared that I had a "fucking massive horse-dick!"I started yanking my foreskin back and forth and Dane laughed again, perhaps at the sight of an older man masturbating in front of him or perhaps because my technique was so different from what he was used to. His own rhythm sped up on his thicker erection and his wrist started slapping against his thigh. She said, this time more authoritatively, “Zubin, you are crushing me, please get up”. I knew I could not let it end here but I could not force her either. So I decided to play my own trick. I stayed on top of her and quietly tied the fallen pallu of her saree to my belt. She said once again “Zubin, get up now, enough”.I moved swiftly and turned around quickly so that she would not notice the tied end of the pallu. She felt her saree unwrap unexpectedly. She was taken aback and I did not waste. Mom made a big deal out of reading the label, smelling the cork, and telling us where it had been made. We got to swirl the wine around in our glasses, smell the aroma, and then sip the wine. We got to swirl it around in our mouths and coat our tongues with it to get the full flavor of the wine before swallowing it. We made some comments then sipped it again. When we were finished we had a cracker and some cheese to cleanse our pallets.Mom opened another bottle and poured some of that wine into.