Perhaps you should start thinking of me as a patron." That would be an interesting turn. He did resemble a patron more than a client at this point. T...e clothes. The food. He hadn't promised me anything but the apartment and the class. I gave him a long look and then stepped out of the doorway. "Would you like to come in?" His intense expression slipped aside for a moment to include surprised pleasure. He stepped inside a little too quickly, like he thought I might change my mind. "Freshen. Then to our amazement, Michelle asked if my wife would join her. My wife turned and looked at me, to which I smiled and nodded my approval.The girls were kneeling side by side and both sucked on Ray’s cock for what seemed like ages occasionally breaking off to French kiss each other. By now my cock was rock hard again, so I slid it back into my wife’s pussy and started to slowly fuck her. Seeing this, Ray suggested that I finger Michelle’s Pussy whilst she and my wife sucked him off. I mumbled. Mom was in the kitchen putting things in a canvas tote bag. She was wearing white pants, a black knit top with a scoop neck and three-quarter sleeves and strappy black sandals. She had on makeup and a black hair ribbon. "Wow, Mom!" Beth exclaimed. "You look great." "I'll say," I agreed. "Yes, great," said Susie, not wanting to be left out of the conversation. "Thank you girls. I'm glad you approve. I wouldn't want to embarrass my daughters in public," she kidded us. "Now, let's scoot." Mom. I was still not done with my questions but was scared to ask him. After a few seconds, I gathered some courage and asked him –Me: Uncle, why do you have such a big cock? I saw that day too. Look at mine. It’s so small (pointing at my cock).I can still remember his reaction. His jaws dropped and he didn’t know what to answer.Manish (this time calmly): Sachi…Didn’t I tell you not to ask any questions? Forget that. It’s past your bedtime. Go to sleep. You have to go to school tomorrow.Me:.