As I was in no mood to listen I kept masturbating and heard my door open and it was my mother who bought breakfast. She was shocked to see me like tha... and said that I had grown up. I was shy and asked how does it look? She said that it was bigger than what she has seen and felt. I said now you seen then don’t you wanna feel it she was first surprised hearing me ask her so boldly. She was first reluctant of what to answer and I have seen a state of confusion in her face. I took the plate from. But the most important question that kept coming to my mind was, "is my son growing upto be a gay"?If it were true, it was unacceptable to me. I was very disturbed and it showed on my face. Jyoti inquired several times, but I told her the same thing each time "Nothing"I was in two minds to tell her or not, but then thought it would be best not to tell, as she would be extremely shocked. And maybe my fears were baseless, Maybe, Nikhil's online friend was a gay and not him. Maybe none were, but. "I guess you have three choices," I heard Shasta saying to me. "You can bring up and choke to death or you can die a painless death in the oven. You will pass out from the heat long before it eats your flesh. Or you can hold out for a miracle from the Gods. You can hope that they will spare your life. The choice is yours."I wondered why she thinks I would choke to death if I brought up. All I would do is made one hell of a mess," I thought defiantly.The answer came to me a few moments later as. I had done it! I had finally tasted my father's come, and I licked at his cock like a puppy trying to get every last drop of that addictive cream.I left daddy gasping and straining at his bonds and walked into the bathroom to check the damage. I looked like what I was, a cock-sucker. My lipstick was smudged and I noticed a drop of Daddy's cum just below my lip. I reached up and wiped it off then licked it off my finger, a little tremor going through me. I picked up a washcloth and went back.