For me, those had all changed very recently, and I couldn’t really discuss the changes or what they entailed, without some heavy editing. I hoped it...wouldn’t reflect badly on me or make me seem less than forthcoming, but she showed no sense of non-acceptance of what I told her.“Can we go to your house afterward?” she asked. “I’m not exactly ready for the rose strewn environment, but a nice neck on your couch would be nice. That is,” she teased, “if you can keep your family and friends from. Pahli baar lund ko koi chat or choos raha tha. Lund chatte chatte mummy baar baar meri taraf dekh kar muskura rahi thi. Meri uttejna badhti ja rahi thi. Mummy bhi lund chatte chate ajeeb siaawaz nikal rahi thi.aaaaahhh mmmmmmmmm uhhhhhhhh karke choos rahiThi.phir mummy ne mere lund ki goliyo ko choosna or chatna shuru kiya.Ab to main paagal hogaya. Or aanka band karke mummy…..mummmmmmmy karne laga. Mummy ne or zor se mera lundchoosna shuru kiya.. Wo kabhi lund kochatne lagti or kabhi choosne. I sat. Make no mistake. I had no plans to do so. It wasn't proper. But letting her see the results in my trousers, of her flippant remark, was even less proper.She said, "Taste your wine," and then ignored me, turning to Jenny. "Go and get Cook and Marie, and tell them to bring two more wine glasses with them when they report to me here."Jenny was up and off without a question. I goggled at my mistress. Surely she couldn't be serious. The only possible reason she could require of two extra. “I suggest that we veer a little to the left to miss that area with all the bushes on the right side of the lake. That seems to be where the water is going. It’s bound to be marshy and, at least to me, snaky. I know there are supposed to be very few snakes in Germany compared to the U.S., and I think that only one variety is venomous, but they are all dangerous as far as I’m concerned. They might not hurt me, but I might hurt myself while getting away,” he said with a grimace.“You don’t have to.