"Well, maybe you want a man in your life too, one to go out and work foryou," Carol suggests as Mark shakes his head and laughs."But I'm a man, why wo...uld I want another man?" Mark replies as his toneof voice changes into something a bit more serious and less casual.Carol enjoys the fact she is getting to him."I know you are honey but maybe you are not a real man. Maybe you don'treally want to be a man at all. Maybe, just maybe, you want to be awoman. Then you would want a man, wouldn't you my. Garam garam..roj mai kalpana karati thi ki mera mard mujhe aise chodega waise chodegaa. Aaj mai sachamuch chudawa rahi thee. Vaastavik..sachchi ki chudaayee.mard ke land ki chudaayee..na to wah mere mammom ko haath lagaayaa. Na hamaare beech koi chuma chaati huee. Bas ek mote land lund ne ek vidhawa chut ko chod daalaa..aur phir jab khushi ke pal khatam hue to wah alag huaa. Apana dher sa veerya vah mere amdar choda thaa. Pata nahi kya hoga meraa.sochati mai utha baithee.aur namgi hi daud kar. This suggestion for some reason sounded like a better idea than that, not to mention it would save a lot of questioning from his as to why I'd spent so much money on alcohol. Then I'd have to explain that I didn't pay for it and he'd want to know who did and blah blah blah. I told him ok, sure but that I couldn't be out too late either. Because Joe and the k**s were still home and I was only coming out for a drink with Sue. He said he'd make sure and take care of me and get me home after I'd. As she started on the blow job portion, Mom puckered her cheeks to excrete more saliva into her mouth which she then suspended her lips over the head of my cock and lit it drool out. The saliva flowed over the head of my cock and started dripping down the sides of my shaft. Mom did it again and more flowed and dripped and now the abundance of saliva was enough to pool between her fingers and my shaft as she gripped it.It crossed my mind Mom and Darla must have talked in detail which would.