I’m sure your parents would be proud of you.”“I hope so,” she said.We didn’t go to traditional restaurants either on Monday or Tuesday. I st...ill walked twice a day, but we either went through a take out window somewhere, or had pizza delivered. By Monday night we had worked into a collaborative approach to the questions. We had also agreed on a digital taping system for rewriting the Commissar’s responses to the Gmen.Late Tuesday afternoon I sent the code word to the new number, Gray had given. "I cannot remember a single time either had been so deferential. "They are telling me something here. Something important," I thought.The scarred man raised his arm and I could see a series of tattoos wrapped around his arm. He was heavily muscled with a red cloak that hid a long sword, which he was drawing. My mind saw his movements before I was consciously aware of them, and I stepped directly into him to put my hand on his arm, stopping his draw."Stop," I commanded.The scarred man ignored. )They both went to our hotel room together and they entered our room. There he tried to wash it by himself.Biswajit- Rukiye Neelamji, yeh shayad main wash kar sakta hoon. Ruko main aapki help kar deta hoon. (Wait, I can wash it. I’ll help you.)After saying that, he started to clean my mom’s blouse. While he was doing this, he was so eager to press my mom’s boobs that he lost his control. My mom was very shocked for a moment.Mom- Wait Biswajit ji, yeh kya kar rahe ho? Wait! Nahi. Aap yeh nahi. . but I like dirty, filthy, too! I want to feel your cock deep in my cunt. I want you to take it out briefly, so I can lick it off, and then put it back. Bend my legs back so you can go deeper. I want to feel you against my cervix. Tell me your fantasies about me.”As I withdrew, and she licked and sucked me as she suggested, I grunted, “I want to feel your legs in other ways. I want you on your belly, with me deep inside your pussy, and your long legs pressed together tightly, between mine.”.