Sakshi came and kneeled in front of me, unzipped my pants and started stroking my cock. After a few strokes, she licked my dick with up and down movem...nt. She then took my cock inside her mouth. The feeling was just heavenly. “I’ve waited for this for so long, Dhruv. Thanks for sharing, Sneha,” Sakshi told my wife as she continued sucking my cock.“Why don’t you come and join me. Let’s share your husband’s dick,” she told. They made me sit on the chair and removed my pants completely. Sneha was. That settled the question I had about when to start back to Washington; it would be tomorrow.I called Ed and Bill to let them know. The convoy plans and other logistics had already been worked out and they were waiting on me to say when.A few minutes before 1100 the girls, the boys and I made our way through the tunnel back to the house to watch Hanna’s program. We ate lunch as we watched.At the end I breathed a sigh of relief; the editing had been reasonable and I did not come off as. Basically a bundle of combat reflexes. But little else.Nobody realizes how dependent humans are on emotions. How much humans use them to interact with others. Human faces reflect them constantly. I had to constantly try to figure out what a real human would do. How to hold my face. Until I perfected the mask, the doctors all thought I had residual nerve damage. I was lucky that the psychs used tests centered on family – my children – to gauge emotion response.But I was out. With no direction,. His cock stood out rigid as his fist pistoned along its shaft like a well-crafted machine, and in less than a minute his first thick stream of jizz jetted out to shoulder height on the wall. Eight more spurts sprayed onto the wood and dribbled slowly to the floor, and even though it was the most copious discharge I had ever seen, he remained hard and throbbing.His rigid flesh held me rapt as I pummeled my own cock, and when I looked up I saw he was staring at it as its purple head swelled.