But by the Monday of the fourth week it all seemed horribly predictable and that evening I came home from work, prepared her meal brought it down to t...e dungeon for her and went back to the kitchen where I ate my Chicken Curry ready meal alone and found myself wishing that I could go back to the days before Pattie became my sex slave and I could go back to going down the pub for my meals and coming home drunk at ten thirty or what ever time I felt like instead of having to work around her, on. Mera loura papa kay louray say buhat bara thaa aur phir unhone mujhay buhat hi kas kay galay lagayat mujhay to maza hi agaya main yahi to chahata thaa per mujhay un kay kapday ki jari lag rahi thi toh wo majbor hogain aur wo ab nangi hona hi para, wo ghar bra aur panty pahnay say guraiz karti thin jab wo apnay kapday utar chukin to main dang reh gaya main nay maa ka figure jo socha wo is bhi zyada sexy thaa maa nay jab mujhay kas kay pakra to main nein ahista say apne haath ko un pith par rakh. I look directly into those mirrored sunglasses so he knew that I wasn’t checking him out.“Cool, dude. I don’t know if you remember me. I’m Scot.” I extended my hand. Reaching up to shake my hand he replied “Yeah man. I remember you. Make yourself at home, bro. There’s beers in the refrigerator if you want one or 5” We all laughed.“Cool. Thanks, man.”“Hey Scot.. grab me one too.” My buddy said slyly.“Fuck you, dude. I’m not your mom.”“Your ass isn’t big enough to be his mom, bro” Trent said. Then she took it into her mouth to alternately graze her teeth lightly over before sucking as hard as she could. “Jesus-fucking-Christ, Lincoln. This girl can suck!” Lincoln didn’t respond to his crudeness. He could wish for a hundred years a different man there at Jodi’s mercy, but it honestly did not matter who the other man was. It was all Jodi, her amazing mouth, and the glorious view of her heart shaped ass. It was round and high, with a little dimple in the right cheek, and it jiggled.