My father I in gulf and I have one sister and my sweet mom. My sister is married and she is in her husband home. My dad will come only alternate 2 yea...s. So while this happen I am at the age of 18 years.Now I will tell about my mom. Mom age is 50. it this happen when mom was 44. mom is little fat but she looks very nice . her body is 34-32-34.mom wear sari while going out side in home she wear nightie about me I wear shorts. About me and mom we are friendly For my room I don’t have bathroom its. I bowed my head and took a nipple into my mouth and sucked it gently between my lips as I played my tongue over the hard tip of her nipple. Her back arched up and I heard a soft moan come from beneath me, one of her hands went into my hair and pulled my face down to her as her other hand explored down my torso, ever searching…. She tugged the back of my head gently to one side and then the other and I sucked harder and bit down a little firmer and she gasped and then shook beneath me. I felt. .. ... the beeping machine ... Beep ... Beep ... Beep...Death hated me. I know that Death hated me, because that beeping machine followed me here.Wherever here was, was where that damned beeping thing turned up.But then again, if I was hearing that blasted beep, then I was no longer dead. Aliveness had replaced my dead-li-ness, and I knew that consciousness usually followed the sound of the beeping machine.So...I relaxed and concentrated on noises other than that torturous beeping machine.... We had a great sex life and I was missing him.I went to my veranda and looked in the yard. Several hawks were soaring in the warm air. It was a quiet afternoon and I had been thinking about ‘things’ all day long. I was in my house dress…and nothing else, except a red hair ribbon. I loved the feelings of nakedness, openness, being ready for spontaneous coupling kinds of sexual “things.” I sat on the swing and began rocking, a gentle, slow back and forth: thinking of our recent vacation.