You know what 'the entertainment' means and you want to get yourself 'entertained' so you decide to take him up on his offer and you approach the stai...s.Its a struggle to climb the stairs, you have to avoid all the couples that are all over each other. One couple is even having sex right there in full view of everyone, you trudge on up the stairs and when you finally reach the top you find a line formed outside one door. Everyone in line looks at you like you've got two heads or something, this. One day she was having her shower and needed a towel at the end. I sneaked in and we had shower sex. She liked to experiment with new things and frankly, I did too so we were nice fuck buddies. We used to talk after our sex sessions for a long time about our future goals and opinions about other topics too. That time she used to tell me about her sister. Her sister was much prettier and had good assets too. Pavana only used to tell me her sister’s size and used to wish she also was interested. After reaching home and when I started living with my Mother in our traditional house, I started having very horny thoughts about my own Mother Anandam. The fact that myself and my Mother were living together and no one else other than ourselves were in our house fuelled my erotic thoughts about my own Mother.I started masturbating regularly thinking about fucking my Amazonian Mother. I loved watching her big asscheeks jiggle inside her saree (as if welcoming me to fuck her ass) when she walked. *** (CLERK STREET) So maybe I should tell you about the street where I live. If you head off the East End of Princes Street up the Bridges and just keep going till your feet get sore (thats if youre a lazy cow like me) youll arrive at Clerk Street. Its not a bad place to live really. Bit noisy with all the cars/ buses/ motorbikes/ taxis/ etcetera grinding to and from Princes Street but you dont have far to go to get whatever you need: ~ciggies ~books ~CDs ~clothes ~cosmetics ~toiletries.