Ankash aur mai hum log sath rahte the bt life koi excitment nhi tha mai jb bhi usko suck karne ko bota woh mana kar dete mai bhi force nhi karta aur m...i apne regular routine mai invove tha jo mai farha k tym me karta tha masssage khud hi karta tha penis mein aur baki medicine ki koi jarurat nhi thi mera sara cource complete ho chuka tha bs time to time doctor se consult kar leta tha….. Ek din meri saas anshul ko leke apne ghar chali gayi koi maanat rakhi gayi thi uske liya anku us raat ko apne. In fact, I had gone with my mother to the market. We went to a garment store there and my mother also bought some long vests of light red color. She bought them in a way so that I could not see her shopping her private inner clothes. But I was watching and casting lecherous glances all the time. She bought bangles, kaajal and other cosmetics too. I was so mad with lust to reason anything when I was near her all the time. She kept my cock flagged all the time. When we came back to our home after. It shows every curve of her body. It clung to her breasts like paint on a wall, showing whether or not a cold breeze flowed over her body. She gave him an evil grin, and raised her hand. ‘Come here, lover,’ she whispered as she curled her index finger. ‘I need you,’ she added as she heaved her breasts forward. He didn’t need a second hint at what she wanted. ‘Yes, dear,’ he coyly said as she slid over the bedroom floor. In an instant, he was standing above her, his hands on her naked. Stroking myself endlessly as I thought about it. Shooting intense orgams, tasting my own pre cum. I wanted to experience it for real more and more. When I was staying over at a friends house, I couldn’t stop myself, I had to touch him, I had to try. I ached for dick. I remember it so vividly. First nervously checking to see if he was awake, then cautiously touching his soft cock through his pajamas. It felt so good to touch him. I traced around his shaft and ran my finger tips along it. I could.