The feast begins soon and your sisters would appreciate you stand for the prayer." I will join them soon, Mother," you say.You study the face of the s...ern woman who has raised you and trained you and the other sisters for more than a decade. Her eyes are gray and deeply set. Her smile is grim, though it may only seem so because of the wide scar that interrupts her lips. Her tightly braided hair is as severe as her battle-scarred face. Yet, you can see she was pretty once and can almost imagine. The chairman said just a few words, and then the lady looked at me. “Bad English. Sorry. Serve?”“Excuse me?”The chairman moved his head closer to me and whispered. “It would be an honor to be in service to you.”The meaning of what he said was unambiguous. “In service to me? I think there’s been a mistake!” I was flabbergasted.“Please. She would consider it her highest honor.”Knowing the propensity of these people regarding honor, I couldn’t refuse. The lady smiled at me, and with a fluid motion. She began to get wetter. “Then hang on for a wild ride.”She got up in a squat and positioned herself over his cock. It was bigger than anyone she had taken before. So she slowly slid it all the way in her. She moaned loudly as she began to grind her pelvis into him, slowly working up an orgasm.But before she could hit hers, he came. He spewed so much that she felt she would bust. It leaked from her like a faucet. He began to apologize but she put her finger to his lips.“Shhh, its ok. . We have an habit of celebrating new year together. My mom was always being overjoyed seeing me and her grandson. My dad greeted me and my son hugged my dad we are just standing in the living room and talking before my conversation ends with my mom. I saw Rohan (my brother) coming out if is room. He walked towards me hugged me tight and greeted. After that he went out to work he runs his own business. Whole day me, my mom and dad passed time by chatting and playing with my son. Evening me and my.