He was oozing precum already so I used my thumb to rub it all over his sensitive glans. Moans of approval escaped his mouth as he said “your hand fe...ls amazing, I like it nice and slow” I let my hand move up and down the 9”inches of his length. Not wanting him to cum too quick I started to caress his heavy balls. I wanted to do more for him, but did not know if he was ready for a guy to suck him yet. I leaned over and took a nipple in my mouth which garnered a gasp from Josh. I was not sucking. So, he went back to Mumbai.Mom and I were staying there for another 4 days. The wedding preparation was going on. The mehndi function was completed. Next day, the wedding was going on. My maasi and her husband were very busy with their daughter’s wedding. I was trying to get some timepass but nothing spicy was happening.My mom was looking amazing on the wedding day. She was wearing a chaniya choli like my maasi and that too, backless without a bra! And everyone there was noticing mom’s bare. Her dangling by her neck... the pain... the helplessness... strangling... forever... As she thinks about it, she feels herself get excited — but also fear. She knows it will hurt an awful lot. Maybe she should cancel this... She's almost ready to turn her head and tell him she's changed her mind, when... Thwap! fwap! fwap! The trap door falls from under her and bounces a few times. She gasps as she starts to fall, but no noise comes out — the rope jerks tight around her neck and the room. ” I made my way over to her trying hard not to look at the small amount of cleavage her blouse provided. We embraced warmly and I concentrated on the feeling her breast pressing against me. When I was 16, hugging her was almost a guaranteed boob to the face. Unfortunately for me I was much taller now. “Sorry I forgot to get you a present aunt Beth...” I said lamely. I had intended to pick up at least a birthday card but in the rush I had completely forgotten. “Having you here is the best.