Something was different. I wasn't sure what it was, but it was just a flitting thought that disappeared as soon as she wrapped her arms around my neck...and pulled my face toward hers. There was no mistaking the desire and passion in her kiss.Gradually, we made our way to the couch, and when her leg bumped against it, she pulled back from my lips and gently pushed me down. After I sat, she climbed onto my lap with her thighs straddling mine. Then she bore in for more kissing.My hands started. . for, indeed, there is no hurry. Step by step she is made to submit. Fully submit. No more is it on the surface. It is a true submission. That is what is required. That is what is achieved.Her whole mental and emotional outlook had been changed. Now, in a bizarre way, she is glad to serve. The recognition by a Master or Mistress becomes of importance to her. It shows to her that she is a slave of merit. And for that, one must repeat, she is glad. Indeed, she has become so converted that she. As I was too excited, I could not hold any longer and just came in her mouth. To my surprise she just drank all my sperm. She was really on the heat now. She again took my dick in her mouth and started to suck it. To my surprise it was up and rising again to the occasion.She asked my for a condom and opened it and herself rolled it down on my dick, giving my dick light squeezes on the way down. I asked her to come on top, as I like this position very much. I sat up with my back to the wall. She. He even ate non-veg and had drinks. The men were sitting on the balcony and drinking.They were in their shorts, me and Sumit’s mother also changed into our home clothes. She wore her spaghetti nighty but with a side slit. I was wearing my hot pants and slip and nothing inside.She made chicken starters, and as we came, Sumit poured me a drink. My dad and He was turned on seeing her in that nighty where her boobs were clearly seen. The side slit showed her shapely bums.She was bending too much.