This morning she had woken me. She loved to caress my hair, twisting the long curls in her fingers. It felt good, half awake, my mom’s warm body nex... to mine while she played with my hair. With her other hand she cupped my scrotum, gently hefting the weight of it in her warm hand. I loved it when she held my balls. I almost always woke up with an erection, and the attention she gave me quickly caused my dick to tent the bedcovers. Finally she spoke. “Good morning, sweetie.” “G’morning, mom,” I. Tera yeh lund dekhke mai badi khush hui zaheer.dil karta hai yeh lund hamesha chusti aur usse chudwati rahu.”aarti ne phir zaheer ki gotiyo ko chusa.aarti se gotiya chuswane mai zaheer ko bahut acha laga.zaheer ki gotiya chusne ke baad aarti ne phir lund muh mai lake usse masti se chuswate apna muh chudwake lane lagi.ab zaheer se raha nahi jata,apna lund aarti ke muh se nikalke usse uthake niche carpet pe litake uski tange kholke usme baithke lund aarti ki garam chut pe rakhte bolta hai,. I lifted the armrest on my right, just above the pillow of the young girl and pushed it way back between our seats. The little girl was fast asleep with her legs stretched on her mother’s lap. I placed my pillow between my seat and hers, leaned back and stretched my right leg towards the aisle. Since I had covered myself with a blanket, I folded my left leg and raised it on the seat close to Sanket’s face. Before long I was in deep sleep. The exhaustion from the afternoon sex-romp with Marzina,. We threw our arms around each other and hugged hard - cheek to cheek, despite the crowd around us. He was travelling fairly light - only one medium sized overnight bag which I quickly picked up from his feet and said "Come on mate, we're out of here" as we headed for the car.The trip home was more leisurely but still seemed to take no time at all. As I drove, I put my hand on his leg and said "Brett, you have no idea how pleased I am to see you." He glanced down at my hand patting his thigh,.