" She admitted, cheeks getting flushed slightly as she looks up into the lens of the camera."Your son tells you those pajamas's are too small but you ...till wear them. Why is that?" I ask, shaking my head, smirk spread across my lips."That's actually one reason I really like them. I prefer sleeping nude but ever since he hit puberty, I've had to wear clothes. My ex husband thought it could bring negativeconsequences to our son. So these were a kind of compromise. I like wearing them because I. I ignored her. The bus was too crowded for anyone to notice an 18-year-old boy fondling his own mother in a corner of the rickety bus.It was dusk when the bus finally stopped at our ancestral village, and mom’s saree was astray, thanks to the crowded bus and my own antics. “Idiot” she muttered under her breath, looking at me. I smiled sheepishly at her, and she smiled back as if her anger had melted away. “Look what you’ve done,” she said, trying to adjust her saree in the small bus stop by the. I couldn’t really spread my legs as the pants and panties were holding my thighs together.I didn’t need any foreplay. I liked it when he treated me like this and my reaction was almost instant. I heard him pull his cock out.He licked his hand and spread the saliva over the tip of his cock. With that, the precum, and how wet I was he slid right in me.“Mmmmm,” I moaned. “That feels so good,’“I love you,” he said. Then he joked, “I guess we’ll be giving this up for awhile.”“Yeah,” I mused. “Maybe. He finished taking off his belt. then he flips up my skirt and pulls down my tights. exposing my bare, round, ass. then he started winding his belt around his hand. again I begged him, Please! please no! Shut up! now for being a naughty whore, and for trying to tell me no, you need 15 lashes. and youre going to count them all one sir, two sir, and keep going. if you lose count, then Ill start all over. understand? Y..yes sir Good…and maybe if you behave, maybe Ill give you a reward and as he.