Moments later I was cumming and she was swallowing. Yup, it was just like old times…I had a hair trigger. Her mouth always excited me and not just h...r mouth either. In my own defense it had been almost a year since I had been with anyone. Stephanie then licked it clean, put it away, and zipped me up. Then we rejoined the party.As the evening wore on the relatives cleared out. In the end it was just Stephanie, Angela, and my parents sitting around and talking. Finally Dad said that it was past. "Call me dense, but one of the things Professor Schwartz said in our first class Monday sat me back on my ass. He said that part of my job in managing the creative process is to manage my asset base. I thought he was talking about cameras and lighting and stuff. But then he started in on how the biggest asset we have in production is the talent. I thought it was dehumanizing to think of people that way at first, but I understand a little better what he meant." I remember that lecture pretty. Sarita kitni pyarii lag rahi thi mai kya bolo. We had dinner together from the same plate, and I was excited about the suhag raat part. We walked in my parents bedroom it was all done up for the suhaag raat. Sarita put her pallu on her head and sat on the bed. She told me that 25 years ago papa ne use unhii kapdo pahli baar chakhha tha aur aaj uska punar janam hai. She again touched my feet and asked me for ashirwaad. I was feeling like a man, I picked her up and kissed her like crazy. Sarita. “how long have you got?” she asked, he looked at his watch and stammered “4 hours”, “excellent” she replied and as he opened his mouth she shoved a handkerchief (a clean one) into his mouth and before he could act grabbed a piece of duct tape and slapped it over his mouth. She twirled him around and grabbing his wrists with surprising force she procured a length of rope and tied his hands behind his back. He “mphhhdddd” in consent and she took it as such smiling gleefully at the apparent bulge.