I take the hint and begin rocking backwards and forwards, my cock slipping nearly all the way out of her mouth before I pull on her hair and slip it b...ck down into her throat. I continue doing this feeling the heat of her mouth and the velvet smoothness of its interior caressing my cock. Small moans begin to seep out around my girth which causes her mouth and throat to vibrate a little, adding further to the sensations I already feel. I grip her hair even tighter and begin rocking harder. I could hear threats to kill us and offers to use us as their women, though. After a few seconds I had the Guards kneel out of the way and the archers raise their bows and fire. This time we were almost matched in speed, so they fired five volleys before I told them to stop and called out to “Show all sails”.They got two boarding-grapples into us, but our sailors cut their lines immediately and our archers shot everyone else trying to throw more. We gathered speed and were well clear before. For that week my husband, Shashidhar, had gone to Bangalore along my kids, to attend a marriage of his sister’s daughter. I pretended sick and did not go. The telephone was dead. I had no way of contacting, Babulal, my darling tailor that he was. I waited impatiently till 6PM and could not wait any more. I left the house with an umbrella and went to Hanuman Chowk in Mulund where he had his shop. The shop was closed. I was fuming with anger and lust. I came back in an auto. I switched the geyser. I tried masturbating, but that didn't work ... not until you touched me. Do you understand? I'm the kind of woman who needs a man to touch her ... to make love to her."Bobby studied his mother's profile. She was still staring up at the ceiling, obviously not able to look at him. He reached out and gently brushed some loose hairs off her sweaty face. She closed her eyes and when she re-opened them a tear rolled down the side of her face. Bobby leaned over and kissed it away."I love you, Mom. I.