I’d know, wouldn’t I?This one guy—Dean?—kept getting closer and closer to me and he was all, “Oh, too bad about your cousin. We all loved he.... We went out some.” Dude, back off. I’m not interested.Then about eleven??? Maybe earlier. I started to feel a little sick. I went to the bathroom and didn’t recognize myself. I thought, My God! My mother is here. That’s when I threw up the first time and I thought, great, I’m sick. How could I get sick so fast? I had to grab my coat from the table and I. ” I bent down and helped her up. Using my arm for support, we continued through the tunnel. The tunnel had a higher roof than the storeroom. The walls were slippery and slimy and pools of water gathered on the uneven surface of the rocky floor. We walked between the rail tracks moving to the side of them whenever our guards poked and prodded us out of the way. I didn’t have long to wait to see a couple of men struggle to push a fully laden crate on wheels towards the storeroom. Whatever was. I cup them both and start sucking, licking and pulling at each nipple in turn. They are so big. We stop. Sit up and have another drink. We can still here the television on in the other room although it has been turned down a little. I pour another drink each and we chat a little about how the night has turned out. Your feeling a little more relaxed and ask me to lay down on the bed. You get on top facing me. You guide my cock into your pussy and start moving up and down. Very slowly, you take. I am going to narrate my real experience of me spying my mom.I am not very good at narrating a story please forgive me . I’ll do my best to make you understand and I cant get you to the entire thing and the intensity of the real incident.(mom : Sudha age 48 ,size 36 fair)(me 22 height 6 fair”)Coming to the story when I was 20yrs I got connected to internet and surfed different sites and unknowingly landed in incest stories site. While reading for the first time some thing happened to my body.