We did save some money for those times when she was not selling. Hell, I think her longest dry spell was 3 weeks. Yes she was that good. I was also ab...out this time that the way she dressed changed. Skirts a bit shorter, sexier blouses, more stockings than pantyhose, heels a bit higher, make-up also changed. I thought it was due to her mother’s insistence that she do it, as her mother dressed that way. Boy was I wrong.One day the boss asked if I could do a parts run, regular kid was out. I said. Par may kaha sune vala thaaa meri to gadi nikal chuki thi mine uska blouse khla or bra may hat dalke uske boobs dabane laga vo puri garam ho chuki thi or mon kar kahi thi aaaahhh maja aaa raha hayy sush or jor say karooo aaaaaahhhhh aaaaahhhhhhh maslo mere boobs aaaaaahhhhhh I loveee uuu sush may sirf tumhari huuu aj jo chahe karlo aaaaaahhhhhh..Aaaaahhhhhh..May ye sunke or jor se dabane laga or usko kiss karne laga maine uskii saree bhi utar di ab vo sirt bra n panty may thi red n blue bahot. ‘Look babe. I don’t have any experience in this area. But let me tell you this from general knowledge. You need to come out to him. The way you talked about him just now makes me concerned about your mental state. Look honey he is your son and he is still depending on you. So, sit down with him and pour out your heart just like you did with me.’ My friend said to me with an alarming tone.I did a lot of thinking that day. “You know what, I’m going to say all my feelings today.” I thought to. I waited until it reached what I knew now to be its maximum size and hardness.Then I released the head of his penis with a little "pop" of my lips, kissed it, and ducked my head lower. I gently drew his tight balls into my mouth one at a time and picked up the pace with my hand. His cock was hard and muscled and gnarled with veins. It was so strong it nearly jumped from my hand. I had trouble holding onto it with one hand so I put my other hand around the burning shaft. Now I pumped his cock.