This was one of those situations my mother thrived in, and that I loathed. I didn't mind a good game of poker, guessing if the other player was bluffi...g or really did have a good hand. This was more complex, though, because I needed to guess what strategy the other player was pursuing, so that I could effectively thwart it.Was I expected to realize that the 'gift' was already bound to my 'benefactor' and reject it, thus dishonoring them and 'revealing' my lack of honor? Or was I expected to. "Size not a problem for you, sweetie, I'm betting." There's a knowing grin across her lovely features."No," I say. "It isn't." Thought not." Especially right now."She giggles at this, a sexy insinuating giggle, then she falls silent and looks thoughtful. Finally she shakes her head and sighs. "Poor little Pauly. What am I gonna do with him, uh?"A few suggestions, some of them utterly obscene and the others just obscene, leap to mind but I decide I'd better keep them to myself. Best if she makes. "I never would have believed you could put something so deep in your throat."Sindy sucked the captain’s cock as deeply into her throat as it would go, desperate to relieve him of the excess milk as fast as possible. "I have an idea," said the captain, putting his hands on the back of Sindy's head. "Why don't you girls make it a race? See who can be the first to make us cum...I mean the first to make the milk come out." How exciting," thought Sindy. "A race with my sister!"Sindy began to bob her. Ab wo bola beti mai tumhare naap leta hun lekin sahi naap ke liye tumhe sari ka pallu hatana hoga. Is baat par main hasate huye us se boli, to hataon na!…hmmmm. Ye sunakar us ki himmat badh chuki thi wo bhi muze chodane ka man bana chuka tha. Us ne mera pallu kuch is tarike se hataya ki meri aadhi sari utar di. Aur bola wah tum kitani sunder ho beti. Ab mere gore gore boobs us ke aakho ke samane the aur main apni nazare zhukaye us ki harkato ka intazar kar rahi thi. Us ne tape mere piche liya,.