2 min aise hi karta raha.Phir mene apna lund likala or usse uthaya or lund ko muh me le ne ko kaha usne jhat se lund muh le liya or mene usse lollipop... chusne ko bola. Wo mera lund chusne lagi. Mujhe maza aane laga mei pagal ho gaya tha mano jaise koi jannat mil jayi ho.Wo mera lund chouse ja rahi thi. Mei saatve aasman mei tha phir meine uska sir pakda or apna lund se jor jor se uske muh ko chodna laga. Mei paglo ku tarah ahh ahh ki awaje kar raha tha. Pura sex ke nashe mei tha. Usne mera lund. .. somethingof that sort." Is that the way your boyfriend likes you?" He's my husband, Dad. We are married. I am legally a woman. He is aman. We have two children. You could be a grandfather if you want to be.You could be Mompa, and Mom could be ... Mom-ma." That is the reason I have been looking for you," said Bob. "If I amangry with you, that is the reason why I'm angry. You just disappeared.You just left. What effect do you think that has had on your mother?"He was almost hissing,. "I know you're not like that at all," I said knowing it in my heart as I reached out for her.Her breasts were soft and warm, and seemed to defy gravity as they bounced in my groping hands. "Careful," Julie moaned as I started massaging them and tweaking her pert hard nipples in my fingers. Then with a gentle squeeze some of her mother's milk squirted out onto my hand. "Sorry," she started to apologize, but I wouldn't let her before I had my mouth latched onto her nipple and I began suckling. Mom had long since scooted her chair over and was holding Mary to her chest, letting her cry it out.I hadn't seen Mary react to the rape before. I'd seen the fear of contact, of having a male, any male in the vicinity. And it looked like we were working through that if we hadn't already.At first I thought it was anger. But that's not where she was. She was confused. Because it didn't make sense. She had done the right things. She found a boy she enjoyed being with. She was just starting to.