Parenthood is a two-person job. Let no one, especially some man-hating white feminist academic, tell you otherwise. What can a father teach a son or d...ughter that a mother can’t? A father can teach his son how to be a strong, confident, smart and capable man. A father can teach his daughter how to be a respectable lady who will respect a man and demand that he respect her in return, or else. A mother provides love, structure, discipline, comfort and nurturing to a son or daughter. But she can’t. She winked and started walking towards my hotel. It was then when I knew that I am going to fuck this wild Bengali woman. And this would turn out to be my first sex outside marriage.We walked into my room. Given it was a five star, nobody bothered and we reached my room without any problems. I latched the door as soon as we entered. While it was difficult for me to control, I decided to take this slowly.I made her comfortably sit on the sofa and poured the scotch for both of us. She got rid of. Especially Valerie. Now, on your knees on the bed you naughty boy.”He got on his knees with his ass well up and she gave him two good hard swats on each cheek of his ass.“There, bad boy!”“I’m sor...”“ ... Hush. The only thing I want to hear out of you now is whether you want me to kneel over you, take you in my mouth, and bob my head up and down while I suck, or if you want to kneel over my head with your cock in my face and use my mouth like a cunt.”“Oh, god! That second way sounds soooo good.. My oral expertise drove him wild, and he came in a rush, drenching me with his creamy white delight. As if in a trance I slurped and swallowed every drop of his precious potion of love. After it was over, I asked him to stick his still pulsating manhood between my boobs, which were aching, for love. There was no way he could say no. Pert and proud, with firm muscles, my boobs had already caught his eyes. I pressed the firm flesh of globes together, wrapping them around his cock. May be my lover.