It was a pity that Debbie didn't have any daughters, Cynthia also taught mothers how their daughters should be brought up. What values the young girls... should have. Cynthia went over those truths in her mind. They should be taught not to wait for the right man, a good boy. They should be taught to flock to the bad boys, the tough lads. And if they want the girls to give them sexual favors, the girls should. How else are they going to learn the proper way to give blow-jobs? They should also learn. In a moment of uncontrolled lust, he grasped both of my 40D breasts in his hands, exhaling sharply as he groped them, feeling their shape and making me gasp in pleasure.He then regained his control over me, looking into my eyes. "I want you to suck me dry." he said.I felt myself go completely wet at his words, and I bowed my head to happily do his bidding. He cupped my chin in his hand, keeping me from my goal. "But I also want to taste you." he said, reaching his hand to my skirt, pulling it. I smiled back at her. "Yes. It was a wonderful time wasn't it."Moments later, my wineglass was empty. Theses glasses don't hold very much, I thought. "Pass that bottle over here," I asked Bets, "I'm ready for another glass." My cheeks felt a little hot but otherwise I felt just fine."I thought you didn't like wine." Betsy commented, finishing her own glass."I didn't think I did, but this simply doesn't taste like any other wine I've ever had. This is so much better. I just love it."Betsy poured. Laddu – Sorry didi ab nahi karunga. Galti se ho gaya, control nahi hua.Mai – Koi bat nahi, ab so jaa.Maine usse ek aur lip kiss kiya aur fir hum sogaye. Agle din sara din puja chala, Na hi mujhe aur nahi Laddu ko insab me koi interest hai. Hum majburan tika lagakar wahan baithe rahe.Asal me mere dimag me sirf kal rat ki bat chal rahi thee. Apne hi chachere chhote bhai Laddu ke sath, sabke gharme hote huye, mai bistar me gandi harkate kar rahi thee. Soch kar hi meri uttejna aur badh jati.Puja.