Param then says “I don’t know whether I can live without you or nor Ishu. I know I am not your father. But you mean the world to me!”“Bhaiya d...on’t say such things. Even my father wouldn’t have done so much for me like you have. At this age, you would have married and had children of your own. But you have not. You have put every ounce of blood and sweat in bringing me up and you yourself have achieved so much.But this man is really good bhaiya. If you meet him once, you will like him too. That. The water begin to slip into my dress and drip on my tender breast reaching its pinks untouched nipples. I told Uncle I will be back in a while and I ran to my room and change the dress immediately to a T-Shirt and I wore my bra this time. I came back to my uncle's room and I try to help him to clean the vomitt jsut now by wiping it in a towel and ak him to take off his clothes and I went and take another cotton T-shirt for him.He said he dont want to wear the T-shirt and he wants me to massage. It was cindy and i let her in and told her the wife would be out shortly she was still getting ready. She sat at the table and i sat at the breakfast bar talking a bit when the wife came in carrying her top and asked me to tie it for her. I think it shocked cindy a little bit seeing her come in like that but she had seen boobs before anyway. Although the one thing about my wife was she had boobs. Her measurments when we got married were 44ddd-28-39 which was a little surprising she wore her. This was it, I was finally tasting cum for the first time in my life. The second spurt erupted with the same intensity as the first. It felt thick and salty and the warmth was incredible. I started rhythmically moving my mouth with each spurt, keeping my lips tight around his shaft. He started bucking his hips as he orgasmed and I struggled to keep my mouth around his cock. The third, forth and fifth thrusts were each accompanied by more huge continuous ropes of cum. The feeling of this huge.