I had to always stop myself from that path, depression and despair lay down that path.The real sadness was that, as a child of the Farm's, she never e...pected to live in a house as grand as my own. Or to belong to a gentle and caring Master, as I believe I am. The future for such children was bleak, to say the least. And thus, her devotion and passion for me never faltered, and she was a staunch supporter within my family. I never took it for granted."Would you like me to bring you supper now. I don’t wanna cum yet.”Matt reluctantly pulled his cock out and said, “Let me suck your fat cock again. I didn’t get much of it the first time.”Bert flopped over on his back and Matt got between his legs and slurped Bert’s cock into his mouth, going down until his nose was nestled in Bert’s pubic patch. He started bobbing his head up and down fast, then would slow down and go up and down slowly, sucking as he came up. He grabbed his own cock and began jacking off.Bert gasped out, “Dude, jack. Her mother also lived with us. This is her last place of residence."The lady's eyes got very large, and she stammered, "Wait he ... wait here, please. I'll get my supervisor."The supervisor, Alden Elliott by name, was a tall, stoop-shouldered gentleman about sixty years old who had a kindly face. We adjourned to his office and shut the door. About an hour later, we left his office with signed and sealed guardianship papers in hand. Lisbeth smiled and hugged me.A few days later I went to work. Note to her and she deliberately dropped it. She then bent seductively to pick up the note and gave a nice view of her pussy to the delivery guy.She then handed over the note to the guy and said, “Thank you” to him.The guy was smiling ear to ear and said, “Madam ji thank you to mujhe kehna chahiye, jo apne itni badiya tip di. Har koi aisi tip dene lage to hum to overtime kaam karke bhi khush ho jayenge.” We both laughed and we shut the door.Rehan and I were getting a hard-on hearing the entire.