The water still pours down, masking the gutteral moans that begin deep in her groin. They ebb and flow with the chaos in the drain. Her hands clench h...s shoulders, nails digging into the skin and raking forward. Every now and then she bounces; her tits momentarily weightless ride high and her sliming holes jam themselves on him insatiable. It was 2 a.m., but not anymore. He's glad for the shower curtain now that muffles the gasps and bellows coming from her throat. Her legs begin to tremble. From the airport, they first made a stop to the apartment that Kailash had rented for his stay. The apartment was located somewhere in Indiranagar.That is also where Aditya lived. His cousin’s house was around 10 minutes walking distance from Kailash’s place. His cousin helped Kailash settle down. After getting fresh they decided to go for lunch. Lunch was being served at Aditya’s place.They came to the apartment and took a lift to the fifth floor. Aditya used his latch key and opened the door.. The day left me with a lot to think about and several reliable hard-ons that blew geysers. All this time I thought I had been really clever, lucky, and downright evil. But now, everything was changed. I wasn't stripping my mother so much as she was transforming both of us. Outside of having dressed me in her clothes and act like a little girl, mother remained the same. We went to church, she ironed my stupid white shirts, and I felt trapped in a childhood without much joy other than jacking off. I knew her little clit was getting rubbed just right by the hitches in her otherwise even breathing.I kissed her. Again, I made an effort to do so quietly, keeping our lips sealed together and licking her mouth with my tongue. One of my hands pulled the neckline of her top down to expose her pebbled nipple to my touch. I pinched and rolled the rubbery nub, still fucking her gently with my tongue and my cock.A fine layer of sweat began to form and coat my body so I shook the covers off of us..