She starts to moan softly, then louder and louder, still firmly pushing her lips on his penis head and playing with his grooves with her tongue. The m...aning sends slight vibrations from her throat over her tongue and into him. This is too much for him, and he enters the same galaxy as her mind and body. He anticipates and long for the release he so desperately wanted all week long, he’s losing control. Things are happening way to fast for his mind to keep up. As she starts to lose complete. I lied and I wish I could crawl into a hole and disappear. I am so sorry, so very, very sorry. When Mom had finished her story, I wrapped her in a hug that was not as big as the lump in my throat. I held her tighter than ever, suddenly afraid of losing her. I whispered ‘Mom, I understand and of course I forgive you. I am so sorry I hurt you. You are everything to me and all I could ever deserve. Thank you.’ After we had hashed it out, I felt better and life returned to near normal. I. So she wanted to check if he had proposed and that may have upset her further. Kasthuri denied any such speculations and said it was nothing as such.But then Poulomi advised that if she was her, she would have gladly accepted if Ayan had proposed. To which Kasthuri started teasing her to change the topic for the time being. No matter how much Kasthuri tried, someone or the other would push her to it.She was slowly getting irritated with so many of her colleagues suddenly becoming so interested. ”“Drink deep, my lord. Quench your thirst, and my own.”And so, he did. Isetnofret writhed on the cushions, losing her wig in only a few seconds. His lips and tongue seemed to have been created by the gods solely for her pleasure as he drank from the font of her bittersweet nectar. He growled and moaned – his tongue ever in motion – sending her soaring high and fast, until she was certain she would have needed to look down upon the hawk whose keen she had embodied in her first cry.She.