. ha ha ... wow. I like your writing, it's like you are someone I actually know and you are right here telling me these tales. Your really good! Mom s...id you are really cool and I agree. MarkHi Mark.Well, this is a surprise. I don't think the son of any of my online friends has been in touch with me before. Certainly not at the suggestion of their mom. I'm flattered. And by the kind comments you made about my writing. I obviously get messages from men as well as women, having read my stories,. Before us getting down the train when I asked her about how her daughter learnt this, she said….“Why! She learnt all these things from her Mother and Father. There is no harm in it. She usually kisses my Organ, as well as her Father’s Tool; we too do the same with her. Many times her father fucks me in front of her. My daughter enjoys the sight of our fuck.” Saying this she embraced her daughter and kissed. The girl also kissed her mother and squeezed her mother’s Breasts in front of me.“But is. Then there was a test that followed, which I thought might be a standard medical. However, they were way too interested in my dick and sexual health. Desperate for a job, I answered all their queries to their satisfaction and they said I should wait for their call.In a few days, I got a call from them and everything became clear to me. They wanted me to go to a gated society, and spend some time with a middle-aged woman for which I would be paid. I was apparently a member of some friendship. She led us to the dining room. It was loud with chatter, and there were women dressed in the same outfit as the girl stationed in all four corners of the room. She ushered us to the large wooden table in the centre of the room and motioned for us to sit down. It appeared that we were the last to arrive as there were only three chairs left available. Ms. Ambani introduced us to all of the women at the table. I’m not sure how many there were, but it was upwards of thirty. To be honest, I wasn’t.