After a few minutes she stopped shaking and her asshole was completely open. My honey stood out of her about an inch but I didn’t dare to take a bit... for I liked the optics that much.“Now it’s time to feed you, slave boy isn’t it?” mum whispered while I licked the inch as if it was ice cream. I nodded.“Then lay on the floor, slave.” mum said and tried to sound strict. “I’ll use you as my personal toilet now. You love being mummy’s toilet, don’t you, baby?”I obeyed and lay down on the floor. Mum. I put it on over my head taking away my sight and then got into position that she directed. She has several positions that she instructed me in, and #2 was on my knees with my hands laced behind my neck. I knelt on her patio and felt the cold air across my skin. Gooseflesh began to form on my naked skin. I then put my hands on my neck, fingers laced, elbows out, head down as far down as my collar would allow.Since my sight was taken away all my other sensations were heightened. I heard all. Mere ek cousin ki shaadi thi to sabhi parivar wale aaye hue the. Humare yahan shaadi me sabhi jiski shaadi hoti hain uske ghar par rukte hain aur hum wahi ruke hue the. Shaadi meri mausi ji ki beti ki thi. Parivaar me masti mazak to hota hi rehta hai to bas wahi chal raha tha.Meri nazar thi meri mami pe bohot samay se thi, kya bala ki khubsurat hain wo, ekdum sexy figure, mast mote boobs badi gaand aur patli kamar. Upar se unke deep cut blouse jo unke boobs ki khubsurati ko aur ubhaar dete the. She shied and walked away. Later in the evening when jiju came in, I brought him all his food and water for him being a nice good girl. He said I could sit for some time and enjoy my time there to which I said its alright jiju I can also work with your wife and be good like her. He did not speak a single word out of his mouth and continued eating.That night when my sister slept, jiju knocked on my door and said if I know how to cook food as he is feeling hungry and my sister has gone to bed.