Seeing this my dick stood up and I told them to go to our bedroom and start banging but kavitha said not now as she first wants to be properly married...to him, the weeding in the island between them was not very proper as it was as per their tribal rituals.So kavitha told me to and prepare for the weeding. I went to a jeweler and bought a mangalsutra and then went to far way temple out side the city I used to know an old priest their.But when I reached the place I came to know that the old. When they'd finish my mother would often sit with me, still naked and flushed from her activities, and ask me about my day. It was a fairly normal activity for a mom, if you forget about the doggy style fuck that preceded it. Having experienced seeing my parents in many different positions, so many times, I did basically ignore it.That day however something stirred inside me as I thought about what I'd seen and I guess my mother sensed this in me. She said."Leda, I can see that you are reacting. The more I massaged her, the more comfortable I got working on her which meant a lot less fumbling around. Towards the end of the massage, she asked if I made any house calls and explained that she had to change a few things in her schedule and needed to have her massage on Saturday nights instead of Monday's. The spa closed early on the weekends and there was no way our 9pm's were going to work. I was about to tell her that I couldn't work on her outside the spa, but then recalled that she. Twirling.Shoes scraping the concrete she flows in and out of disturbingly impressive male voices of bourbon and cigarettes and the melodic notes of sultry purring females. She delivers each and every line and inner-monologue as if she’s reading Shakespeare: passion and pain and brooding.And all of the mother fucking sound effects present in damn near every comic.POW! BAM! ZWOOSH! CRUNCH! KABOOM! BZZZZ!It’s got me laughing so hard I swear my ribs are going to crack and my lungs are going to.