You should have used your manly power to order me to wear something else. As one of your personal cocksuckers, it's my duty to check up on you periodi...ally and see if you need any special help." She lapped against his sweet spot for nearly a minute, demonstrating just what kind of help she was talking about.But she had more to say, so she went back to just stroking him and lightly blowing air on his cockhead. "Son, sometimes, I'm gonna have ... relapses, if you will. It's a struggle for me not. Ramola was examining a White Rosein the garden. Akbar was working nearby. Ramola was wearing a tightjeans and a short top. She had not noticed Akbar's presence. She wasbusy fondling the Rose buds. Accidentally when her eyes fell on Akbar.She was shocked. Akbar was barely few inches from her. She noticedthat the bald gardener was examining her and his eyes were locked onher crotch and his nostrils were quivering as his deep-set eyeshungrily scanned the girl's curvaceous limbs. Ramola was. Whoa! Just the idea of them switching places and both enjoying the ass-to-mouth action made me swoon every time. My head would spin and the color would drain from my face just thinking about it.The anticipation became more intense with each passing day. I was happy to be alive again and I approached my tiny inconsequential life with renewed vigor. But I also had that conscience thing going on in the back of my mind, and I would catch myself dwelling on the black cloud that hovered over me. . Desperately wanting him to come quickly I pushed his hand away wrapping my little hand around his rigid prick and stroked it furiously while I sucked it deep into my throat. My wanton display seemed to kindle his desire for more because suddenly he pulled his prick from me and hoisted me off my knees. Before I could ask him what he wanted I was bent over and made to support myself with my hands on the bench. Suddenly he grabbed my panties which were stretched taute around my thighs and.