“Let me check with my friends and get back to you.” I was plain lying. I had no plans for the whole damn month.“Sure, whatever works for you. I ...hope you can come. Let me know.”We ended the call with a quick goodbye. I settled back into the couch and let my mind drift. I thought about how things went from outright shock, feelings of betrayal and then to rationality. But I felt better after speaking with her.The conversation replayed in my head. While I was doing that, I recalled the images of my. Dad’s legs looked like a frog stuck on its back, kicking. He let out a long cry; it wasn’t loud because Mom’s thing was still pressing hard on his mouth. When her thing came off for a second he yelled, ‘Oh YES honey.’ Then she yelled, ‘You taste so fucking good!’ I’m sorry Father but that’s what she said.”In a tremulous voice, the priest intoned, “I understand boyo. You had to say it and thank you for saying it the way your mother did.” The confessional rocked gently like a boat in the water in. Glancing quickly around, Kira notices the older gentleman from the airport gate sitting in the aisle seat next to them. He seems to be asleep, his face is handsome, his body is covered by a blanket, but she remembers that he was in good shape. Since he’s the only passenger close by, Kira acts on a whim and lifts the blanket, revealing Jake’s long, hard cock. She hears him gasp softy as she leans in and glides her tongue over the tip, licking the sweet liquid dripping from the slit. Jake’s. She stays with her husband in Greater Noida, and her in-laws stay nearby. They gifted this bungalow to Ipsita and Sahil for the wedding. I was jealous of her prosperity.She informed me that she got a job here. But due to hectic pressure, she left that and is now learning the business to assist her husband. Soon the maid came with two glasses of drinks of red colour. I asked what this was as I could not identify from the smell. Ipsita told me to try, and I should feel fresh.Without much.