That was the instant I felt the best in my life. My mother underme, naked and on bed. I looked at those breasts whose nakedness has fed me when I was ... child and also prompted me to lust for my mother when I am a grownup. I slowly bent myself to take one of her nipple into my mouth. Mother cried more but did nothing. I licked, and sucked both the breasts. It was a great experience preying on my dear old mother’s wonderful and juicy breasts.My mother stopped her resistance by now so I started. Parul washed her ass with her left hand fingers and stood up, her pee still dripping from her pussy hairs. Her panties were around her ankles, and her dress was drawn up to her waist. I had a clear view of her hair covered pussy, which resembled an upturned triangle between her feet. She washed her hands and simply walked out of the toilet, as if nothing had happened.Very soon four senior girls came visiting us from adjoining rooms. They introduced themselves as Sneha, Daisy, Rita and Sangeeta.. But he brought his associate a tall, bald, incredibly handsome black man. I had on another provocative nurses uniform, with my ass and titties hanging out and both men, even the old doctor got rock hard. However, the only one I was interested is was the assistant. The young doctor moved his fine ass behind me and pressed his hard body and equally hard dick on my ass. I didn’t even fight it, I was horny as hell (probably because the old man had been sucking on my nipples three times a day). "Take off my shoes, my feet are aching. I'd like you to give me a massage." Yes, Mistress," I replied dutifully. I didn't hesitate, not for a single second. Even though some distant relic of my former self screamed out in muted anguish at what she was having me do, I didn't resist. I simply obeyed.I squatted down before her, on heels too high for practical work, and took her slender foot in my trembling hands. She was dressed to perfection, as she always was. Open shoes that cost more than I'd.