I sat on the sofa and Preeti sat next to me. While handing out the documents, I asked her if I had disturbed their private moment.Preeti (chuckled): N...o sweety, you didn’t. His ‘thing’ doesn’t work anymore. I was hoping for a miracle because I am tired of dildos and vibrators (winking).While she laughed heartily, I simply gave her a smile in case her husband was listening to our conversation. My mission was completed and when I stood up to leave, Preeti grabbed my thighs and made me sit. Aapke bedroom me aap masturbation karo, mama ke sath enjoy karo ya fir mere sath leto. This is a concern of no one.Mom was awestruck but she was enjoying my conversation as well.Mom: Hmmm teri baat sahi hai. Hame thoda sa bold to hona padega apni life ko jeene ke liye. Par tere papa to itne supportive nahi hain isliye mere liye to masturbation hi option hai.Main: Bhaad me jane do papa ko. Aap apne enjoyment ke liye papa pe depend kyun ho? Aur aurat ko enjoy karne ke liye pati nahi mard ki. We now turn our heads to Damian Black, or Ian as his friends called him, friends whom he left behind, probably to their deaths. Damian and his mother Evelynn were allowed by the authorities to flee as Damien’s father was a former decorated general in the military. Evelynn decided she had seen enough death around her, after mourning and burying her late departed husband, not wanting for her son to share his father’s fate, she sold everything they had and fled.Damien was trained from an early age. Only about 5 inches and skinny when rock hard, I feel like my cock was made to be hidden under women's underwear. But right now, Dave was sucking it like a vacuum cleaner. It felt amazing. I kept thinking that I could stay in this position forever.After about ten minutes of that, he started to fuck me again. This time he laid me flat on the bed and put a pillow under me which propped by ass up. He buried my face in another pillow and began to fuck me harder and faster than before. It even felt.