To that my mother agreed and I was forced to go there with her. Then after two days, 25 days of vacation was going to start. The last day before the v...acation she came to my home to take me to her house. My mom packed my bag with oils and clothes (by the way I had long hair, as I was a Sikh).My mom and sister were going to the US for 3 months and they asked Sumangala madam if I could live with her for 3 months. She was extremely happy and agreed to it. I was feeling scared and also loved to some. He walked over towards Tony with a smile on his face as he asked, "Howmuch?" How much for what?" Tony replied, knowing what the man was thinking.The man's face lost all color as he looked down at Tony. The man beganto realize that his assumptions might be wrong. He wondered if the girlin front of him was actually Tony's girlfriend and not the prostitutehe assumed he was based on what he had seen the night before.The man shook his head while he answered, "Nothing. I have to go." Oh, I won't keep. . I hesitated. I couldn't go through with it. I couldn't slide it down and educate him to completion, then go back to my room when done, and masturbate, only to end up feeling frustrated because I couldn't come! Then the whole day would go to hell, because I'd be frustrated about being frustrated from not being able to come! And frustration equals stress... or is frustration a cause of stress? Either way, stress was bad for the baby - all mothers knew that. Obviously, I couldn't allow that. I. It is very different feeling having a man between your legs pleasuring your pussy just for your enjoyment with no expectation of getting any sex in return.I decided we would go for a little ride like it said on the list. I had him put on a pair of shorts and a t shirt and get in the car on the passenger side. We went to some less traveled roads just outside of town and then I had him strip completely and put his clothes in the back seat. It was already dark outside so I turned on the dome light.