“What?” Mom was shocked.“Yes, I want you to marry Raja, I want you to be my sister-in-law, I want Raja to be my step-father, and I want you two ...o do my kanyadaan”.Mom looked at me shocked and there in the corner of her eye, I could see a smile “I am supposed to marry my son, my Raja, Do you know this?”.“Yes, mom, I want to marry you, you are my dream girl” I replied looking at her.“I want you to be Mrs. Raja” I continued.Immediately I got down on one knee and held her hand and slipped a ring. The smells there drove me crazy and she too must have gone mad with desire as she squirmed when my tongue worked its tasty way through her hairs. She got my zip open and reached boldly inside my elastic underwear and grabbed my tool. Urgently she whispered, “Saab, kapde utharo, mereko aap ka choosneka hai!” My dreams were coming true, she was not only willing but eager to blow me!!Quickly, we tore our remaining clothes off our bodies, throwing them on the bed, on the floor, everywhere. She was. My hopes buoyed I pressed on. ‘Can I at least explain my problem to you? If you decide that you can’t help me then I’ll leave you in peace.’ ‘Do you promise that if I can’t help you’ll leave me alone?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Then I can’t help, leave me alone.’ ‘That’s not fair. I haven’t even told you what my problem is.’ ‘One day you’ll learn that not everything in this world is fair.’ ‘I know something of your problems and I really am sorry that you feel that the world has treated you badly, and if I was. Mistress Tori sat back on the couch in her tight dress, watching me wrap my hand around the thick black dick. Go ahead, stroke it a bit. Get it real hard for me. Steve admired Tori in her sexy dress as she pulled on her nipple through the thin material, occasionally looking down at me, in my vinyl maid outfit, stroking. Hey, bitch, you arent going to get him hard enough with just your hand, you are going to have to use that little whore mouth of yours. Go on, wrap your mouth around that black.