Drink it all in. Yes that’s it! Drink it all in! I clamped my mouth harder around the huge circumference of Maurice’s cock and reached my hand up ...to start jacking off the base of it. My fist was around it, the other hand stroking his balls, squeezing lightly. The head of his prick was hitting the back of my throat again but with my head leaning back over the edge of the desk I was taking him deeper and with less discomfort. It was indeed bigger than it had been in my mouth so far. I could tell. “Tea was excellent. It looks you have imbibed chithi’s (my mother) culinary skill and you’re just a carbon copy of her. I’m attracted to you from the day I saw you on the hostel day function in feminine get-up,” he commented.I blushed and said, “Sir. Let us go ahead with the task. ” He said, “I’m your sir only in college. Call me anna(brother) as you did when I visited your house a decade ago. You know your parents are very famous among all the relatives. Be it close or distant one. ”The work. I am writing this letter to introduce myself, Rita. I came from a poor Italian family in Victoria. At the age of 17, I was promised to a man of 32. This was the norm in those days. At 18, we were married and lived in a small rental. I did not know what job my husband did but he always came home with a wage packet with 10% missing. That was his wages and I was to look after rent, food, clothing and myself with the balance. If for any reason I needed more money, I just had to ask him. For many. ‘Your parents would disown you and cut you off from everything if they found out you were gay. My parents were just happy to see me married off and out of their hair. I don’t call that very willing. I have tried to make this work David, I really have, but you having guys here all hours doesn’t help! The neighbours think I’m a whore for crying out loud!’ Close to tears, Helen turned from her husband. ‘You’re trying to tell me in the three years we’ve been married, you’ve never once ‘cheated’ on.