”“Perhaps. But I’m going to go to the secretary general. The real one. And get him to confiscate Asrah from you. Give her to someone who knows w...at they’re doing.”“That is not necessary at all.”“We’ll see about that.”Frank hung up the call, and left the room. He walked down the corridor, to Asrah’s room.“Is she alright?” He asked the guard outside the door.“Yes sir,” the guard replied.“Has she asked for anything?”“No sir.”“Nothing? Nothing to eat or drink?”“No sir.”That was strange, Frank. 'I may have been hoping all day that this would happen so I prepared in advance. Do I look good?’she looked amazing and I told her so. My dick was stood up hard against my stomach and her gaze fixed on it. 'Definitely not my little boy any more’ with a wry smile. She seemed to walk like she was floating, gliding across the room before kneeling down and taking my cock in her hand. 'Is this better than photos and doing it yourself’ she said as she started to jerk me off.'Oh god yes. This is. After sometime, my room door was knocked and I opened the door. My mom was standing there with a cup of tea in her hands. She quietly entered the room and kept the cup on the table and left. My father all the time was thinking of business and my mother quenched her sexual desire through my sister’s father in law. I took the tea slowly sipping and thinking. Next within few minutes Mom came in my room. She was saying this with tears coming in her eyes “ your father is always after business, he. My main worry was that she would get tired of me and want 'friends' of her own age. Well that didn't happen, and after 2 years we are still very happy. Though the worry of her wanting younger guys played so much on my mind that it became a fantasy, which grew and grew till I wanted it to happen. I kept imagining her being fucked by other men and would get off on it whilst we fucked. The images in my mind were like a movie show of her letting strange men use her body.We used to go out dancing.