Because of my work there was never any food waiting for me at home as I never knew what I would be back and as a lot of my client’s were Asian I was... fed far too much so my wife and son always ate without me unless it was the weekend. Well several times I asked Raj if she fancied going out somewhere and she always replied with I cannot because I don’t want to do anything wrong, I could not understand this but she said if were seen together it might be dangerous, I said that’s buttocks, you don’t. Here we were, three months down the road, and not a single offer outstanding, despite having sifted through reams of resumes and CV's. As a result, I was having to make many of the decisions that would normally fall to the CEO. Officially, they were coming from Patricia, but she had enough on her plate, so I filled in where I could.It was after midnight when I finally turned in to an empty bed. I had gotten so accustomed to falling asleep with Patricia's head on my shoulder that I was still. She began tapping her distended little clitoris with her fingertips, making wet smacking noises."That's right sweetheart. I'm going to make you eat my sweet shit today! I know you'll just love having your mouth filled with my steaming hot turds." Oh, Mother!" Maria groaned.It wasn't a protest, just an exclamation of excitement and terror. As visions of a wet turd sliding from her mother's ass into her mouth flew through her mind, wild torrents of pleasure rushed through her body. She found. " No," she said. "You taught me that everything on my body is connected to everywhere else if I became aware of the signals my body was sending me. I took you at your word, and listened to it." Oh Debbie," I cried, "this is a lot for a girl to handle all at once!"She stood up and drained her cup, then leaned down and hugged me. "I've got to go home and face my father and mother. I don't want you to confess to undying love or anything right this second. It would be enough for me to know you're.