“Sit and tell me your life story,” Jake said as he poured his drink.“I began as the cook here, sir. It’s what I’ve always done.”“How lon... have you been the cook?”“Since two thousand and three, sir.”“How did you learn to cook?”“I don’t know, sir.”Jake looked at her memory recall index.“Who was your favorite English teacher in high school?”Three indexes lit up but no memory was returned.“I don’t know, sir. I don’t recall high school.”“Did you have a boyfriend in high school?”Again the indexes. The same shame and the same pain. These words are words that I knew were in his heart. We both have terrible drunken bastards for fathers. For that we have paid to no end. For you Michael, I feel some small relief. Your suffering is over. I know as you do that there is no honor or strength in being vengeful. But still yet the lust for vengeance is a human desire. We are all human. And I know from your warm place in forever tranquillity you would forgive me. I don’t know what else to say. I love. P: Ha mom. Please ek baar try karo. Main bhi tumhey dekhna chahti hu.M: nahi beta, aab yeh sab merey se nahi hoga. Please beta.P: Mom aab sharmao mat. Main aur aap he toh rehtey hai. Aur tiger aatey jaatey rehta hai. So agar humaarey saamney aap western dresses bhi pehanogi, toh bhi koi harj nahi hogi.Tabhi mera ghar se call aa gaya tha, aur mainey bataya k main mausi k ghar hu aur late ho jaunga. Tab tak Priya usski mom ko manane main he lagi thi.R: Rehne de Priya, tumhari mom humari value he. He then came out of this role he was playing and started to full on deep throat my hard cock with his mouth going all the way to his throat and I knew as I felt the end of his throat. I was about to cum I told him “shit im gonna cum!” as he gulped my hard cock in his mouth he did not stop. I came down his throat and he swallowed every drop. And with a giddy happy voice he then said “My Turn!” And I turned on the couch and got into the same position and he went straight for my mouth sticking all.