Mikesh ne maa k jurha pakarh liya aur ache se apna lund chuswane lga ..maa ne lund chuna band kiya or apne aap e ghorhi bann gyi .. abb maa garam ho c...uki thi or usko chodne ko keh reo thi .. muesh ne b der nai lagai or pana lund maa ki choot mein daal diya or jor jor se chodne lga .. ab maa k awajeMuje sun rai thi .. maar meri choot achi tra se maar mukesh ….. aj sorhna nai muje … garry ko b bol wo b muje roj choda kare .. mein sun k harain tha k meri maa mejse b chudna chahti hai .. mukesh ne. Helps me sleep."They sat in the small hotel room, Angelique on the bed, Laura in the chair, drinking from the bathroom glasses."Is your name really Angelique?" Laura asked.She shook her head. "Sandra Robinson. Angelique is my 'stage' name." She grimaced. "I pose for those naked girl magazines. And make videos. You have to have a stage name."Laura was fascinated. "I've never met anyone who did that," she said."It's fun. I have a good body, and I get paid pretty well. You'd do great too. You have. Demure had frequently remarked on her desire to become pregnant and her greatest concern was just who the father would be. But try as she would, Demure was no more successful in becoming impregnated by one of the natives of the village than she had been by her husband, Lord Valour."It's so fucking frustrating!" Demure moaned to Glade as her menstrual cycle once again culminated only in the monthly release of blood. "If I was a mother I'd automatically gain influence and respect. Instead I am. In the summer she neatly trimmed it for her tiny bikinis. She was a hugger and there was nothing like having her small firm tits pressed against your chest. The first night I laid on the floor in my dark room looking into her bedroom, I had pre cum dripping from my cock just thinking what I was going to see. She always turned the music on in her room so she did not hear me moan as she slipped off her over sized T shirt she wore at night. Here I was looking at my beautiful mom's naked body,.