Then we returned home at 3 pm. While we reach home my parents were not there. They had gone to Doctor’s for regular check up. As we both were tired ...he threw the shopping bags on her room’s sofa and went to sleep and me too and after some time calling bell rang and as I was sleeping she went to open the door.At that night while we were chatting via phone she asked me that she saw my mom was wearing jeans and a top while returning. I made her understood that she is from a village and this is a. . Later i got aroused and placed the scrubber and put my hands to wash her body and started my hands to wash. Intentionally i touched her side of her booby and i didn’t see any reply from her… So i came down started pressing her ass… I could hear her moaning in a low voice ( Do it Kamal).. It Ignited my pleasure and i started my Game.. I pulled her in front of me as asked her what she said. She replied nothing.. I Took her lips and started smooching her.. She said your too late to grasp the. ..their marriages are, that is). I don't care if they fuck their wives in between the times they come to my glory hole! I'm perfectly fine with that! My 'hobby' isn't about collecting a string of broken marriages, but a series of nice blow jobs, with a nice load of cum accompanying each one of them! That's it. Period! There's a world of difference between some guy loving his wife, and me giving him a blow job. But a lot of married guys seem to conflate these two, and therefore, they are. Noticing the sparse hair onhis legs, he was slightly revolted and felt the need to shave it off. Hecouldn't be a man. He wasn't a man named Jack Morris. He... no she isMichaelina Morris who people most called Mikie. This was such a reliefto Jack that his tears were replace with a big smile. He threw himselfinto Dr. Zaaijer's arms."There, there Mikie. It'll be alright," Dr. Zaaijer soothed.There was no turning back from this point. Jack was now Mikie. The finalphysical step was the facial.