I usually read stories from Indian sex stories and now i intend to write down an original incident of my life which happened when i was a student. Thi... is actually the story of my mom Rima. She is a traditional and orthodox religious woman with 5″2′ height and good assets.The incident started when we moved to a rented house in a different locality. Our family started to get intermixed in the new society and soon our life started become quite normal. It was the month of November when we moved in. This was followed by an explanation of her English class, and the eventual arrival at the Chinese joint. Once inside they both learned that it was takeout only, but the since the aroma had already sunk its hooks in them, they ordered anyway. Back in the truck they discussed where to eat. Dani seemed to want to see the house, and meet his dad, so he turned the truck toward home. After a discussion about the difficulties of being a DJ, they pulled up to the house. Looking for the tow truck and. See, David? That means that anything I tell you to do, you will do, right, Mom? Yes, Justin. So I don't have to call Dad up, right? Because you are going to be a good submissive obedient Mom and do everything I tell you, isn't that right, Mom? Yes, Justin. And David too, right, Mom? Justin. Mom? Yes, Justin. If you say so. Oh, I do, Mom. David is my guest and I want to show him all the hospitality we have at our disposal. And that means you, Mom. At our disposal. Isn't that right? Yes, Justin.. I opened the phone and saw the message from my brother. Again I felt a prickle of guilt as I opened the message. “I'm sorry if I freaked you out, sis. I didn't mean to upset you. I've been in a bit of a weird place lately and to be honest, my behavior was terrible today. Thinking with the little head and not the big head I'm afraid. Lol. I hope we're okay and just please know I never meant to hurt or offend you.” Again I felt guilty but this time because of the way I had reacted. I had to fix.