"This is bullshit and you know it!" he exclaims, punching the wall as he exits the kitchen."Watch that tone of yours, young man. You're still living u...der my roof!" his mother shouts in a furious tone.Matthew goes up the stairs and into his room, slamming the door. He doesn't want to be left out while everyone else has a fun night. Matt is usually pretty obedient and accepts it when he is not allowed something. This was different. He wasn't going to allow his mother to mess this up for him.. But when she saw how hard my cock was she had the answer. She told me she could never have sex with my family members but would try to make my fantasy come true in some way. We started right then by having wild sex and me shooting a load into her pussy that was the largest I can remember. She immediately got out of bed and I thought she was going to clean up but instead she put on her nurse’s uniform and left the house. She came back in about 15 minutes as though she just got home from work. I. Ek din ki baat hai jab main dada ji aur unka dost Rajendra living room mein baithe the. To maa dada ji aur unke dost Rajendra ke liye chai laker aai. Jab maa ne Rajendra ko chai ka cup diya to usne maa ke sir par haath rakha aur kaha “Shukriya beta,” aur apna haath unke gaal ko thoda sa chhute hue hata liya.Rajendra hamare purane padosi hai isliye mujhe ye normal hi laga. “Isme sukariya kahne ki kya baat hai,” maa ne kaha aur wapas jaane ke liye mudi. Tab maine notice kiya ki Rajendra maa ki. I had developed a real attraction for her too. Loved to watch her walk away and check that little bubble ass out. Caught myself fantasizing about fucking her. I had never been with a black woman but always wanted to very much. I grew up in the 50's and 60's so never got the chance to be around any black people. I'll call her Denise for namesake. Denise was always dressed to the max, wore spike heels, long skirts, kept her hair long and impeccable. She was flawless. Beautiful and graceful young.