She seemed to like the flavor and began to swirl her tongue around the head. She licked my cock from top to bottom, before taking the head into her mo...uth, sucking hard. Damn, Heather could suck cock good. She was stroking my cock and sucking me down her throat. Soon, I could feel my balls contracting and knew I would soon cum because of her expert cock sucking and warned her that I was about to cum. Heather just winked at me and keep sucking. Right when I grabbed her head and pulled her down on. Then i made a plan. I told to aunty that you served for me so i will serve for you, she said ok.She was sitting on the chair and i was serving the food while my eyes stuck on her cleavenge. I was pouring butter milk in the glass while the phone bell rang. I was completely concentrating on the cleavenge so as soon as i heard he phone ring i got scared and poured the butter milk on her which felt all over her breast. Oh fuck the saree got completely stuck with her breast. Immediately i said sorry. " I have made breakfast for you," she announced proudly."Breakfast," I repeated."Yes, the first meal of the day, the breaking of the night's fast."I brought my hand up and rubbed the bridge of my nose. All the water I had drunk during the previous 24 hours - in a vain attempt to subdue the effects of jet lag - seemed to have accumulated in my bladder. I needed to piss in the worst way, which only strengthened the morning hard-on that resulted from fuzzy dreams of one gorgeous 18-year-old Swiss. ”I laughed. “ ‘I guess so?’ ”Mike had a puzzled look on his face.“Mike, we got home a little earlier than we expected. We saw you and your father. It sure looked like you were having fun.”Mike seemed somewhat embarrassed. His father had a sheepish grin on his face.“It’s OK, Mike. I know your dad likes to do it with another guy now and then. I don’t mind at all. I guess you’re like your dad in that respect. It’s wonderful that you guys can scratch that itch together. Donna and I feel that way.