Pehlay tto mujhay ajeeb laga magar jab maine apne haath ki taraf dehan diya to mujhay acha laga ek soft sa maza maine ahista se us k mummay ko dabaya ...o bohat acha laga or phir main us k mummon ko dabata rahaa or apna lund uski taang par ragarta raha sofia gehri neend main the phir main utha or muth mar kar aagaya.ye silsila younhi chalta rahaa main kaabhi us k doodh dabata kaabhi uski gand sehlata us main ungli karta us k mummon ko under haaath dal kar khob dabataa ab mera khof bohat had tak. He was at least 6’4” and big and strong. At least 250 pounds, but not fat just muscular. He had a black mustache and a full head of black straight hair. I would guess he was about 30, maybe a little older He looked up as I walked in and immediately went over to a place on the counter and said “You must be Miss Sterling.” “Yes, how did you know?” I asked. “Because I recognize you from your photos.” He said with a grin. I immediately could feel my whole face flushing. I had not seen the pictures,. My daughter was sitting on my left, my son on my right. Kristin, ever a "daddy's girl" saw me crying first. Reaching behind me she poked her younger brother, and in a stage whisper urged, "We have to get Daddy home, now!"I was too overcome to protest, but the last thing I wanted was to go back to my empty house. Somehow, the two families hustled me out of the pew and through the church's back door before Silent Night, always the last song, was started.I drove my car to our little neighborhood. We get to Tom's driveway and mistress gives me a peck on the cheek andsays do a good Job I'll be back for you around 1 pm and walks away.Standing there Tom brings me out of my daze by saying come onsweetheart let's go inside it's cold. So we walk up his driveway andinto his house where Tom takes me to his kitchen and shows me a closetfull of cleaning supplies a vacuum and mops and says heres your stuffwith a laugh and walks away. After I calm down enough to gather my witsI grabbed the vacuum.