Between the waves of pleasure I decided somehow I would warn him that a full climax between those glossed lips was going to be a distinct possibility.... I don’t think my word's carried much intelligibility as I certainly didn't understand my blubberings my self, even after I said them to him. He either didn't hear or chose to ignore the warning about his imminent fate and continued the onslaught on my blood engorged tool. The room continued to swim around as I continued to take in the scene.I was. .."I remember my grandpa, mom's dad, used to hate my father. While talking to me, he once let it slip that my father was an "evil, violent man." My grandma almost killed grandpa for that. She scolded him, saying something like, "adults do whatever they want with their lives, your daughter included. Keep the girl out of this." Dad, did you use to hurt mom?" I asked. "I mean, between you two, I'm not talking about domestic violence."He looked at me baffled and angry, as always."Carol, it's better. And she started laughing and said, ”I don’t know whether to feel weird listening to u comment about my boobs or feel happy about the compliment”, and I said “take it as a compliment now, I ain’t gonna build a temple for ur boobs, complement is the best I can give u” and she replied laughing heavily “ baap re, tu mere boobs k saath kuch karke hi chhodega lagta h”, and I replied, “ I wouldn’t mind, wouldn’t be the worst thing that happened to me!” , and we both stared at each other, in silence!We. We said nothing more to each other for a good long while, and I softly played for her a few old show tunes that she had once requested from me another early morning a long time ago. Well it seemed like a long time anyway ... nearly forever, but actually it was only last month on that cruise from Athens, but let me try and explain the story from its very beginning.My name is Saul, but most of my music friends call me Smiley. I'd been in the music business for nearly twenty-five years since I had.