Mausiji too wore her saree. Mom gave us some food to gain energy.After an hour or so, the Jyotishni arrived at our home. She was wearing an orange gow.... She was a mature woman.My mom showed my kundli to her. She said, “This man must be having too many affairs. He must be doing too much incest. “ My mom agreed to her.The Jyotishni said that to find a suitable match for me she has to connect with me make some physical relations. My mom agreed.The jyotishni asked me to remove all my clothes which. She had a grip on my balls and lightly tugged down on them as she engulfed my fat cock all the way to the base. She gave them a good squeeze as she wriggled her head just before gliding back up. The slobber was dripping down over her hand and making her hand slip down my balls. She had never done this before, but she just let her closed hand loosen a little and pulled down off my balls. It was different. I told her to do it again. She did, while continuing to suck that cock like it was going. Don't forget the balls start playing with them and sucking them, I'm utterly devouring his balls and going to town on this beautiful cock pumping it with a twisting motion using both my hands and then I go back to massaging his balls with my right hand then I start stroking him with my left hand only getting the head in my mouth and I can tell it's driving him WILD! I go faster with my mouth and my hand for probably the better part of 15 minutes he starts breathing really heavy and fast and. Ben landed fast, not quite in proper position in the dark, and pulled something in his shoulder. This morning, they packed their gear in the barracks, and then jumped twice more. His shoulder hadn't hurt too badly.This morning's second jump had hurt more, though, since Ben had twisted his knee. Deciding that jumping out of airplanes was an inherently stupid thing to do, Ben now struggled through the last PT test.Making matters worse, he was told, "This one counts."Tired, sweaty, aching, Ben.