It felt so nice....you holding me,......looking at me. Honey I haven't had anyone look at me like that........ in a long time. It made me feel...... g...od and needed.......wanted !, she said still sobbing. I was getting frustrated with her taking the "blame" and talking to me like a stupid kid that didn't know what he was doing or one who couldn't control himself. With me in the shower and not facing her I felt brave in speaking out . "Mom, I knew what I was doing OK !. I think your a pretty,. Kissing my way down his bronzed torso, I ran my long between the defined lines of his abs, dragging his jeans to his ankles as I kept my mouth firmly set upon his skin. His stomach tensed as I slid my hands up along his thighs, pushing them apart as I positioned myself between his legs.I looked up at him; his lip held firmly between his teeth and head rolled back, breathing shallow as I let my hot breath hit his erection through his boxers. He groaned as I flicked my tongue out over the tight. Unko maine pucha kaisa sex chahye dominating or passionate.. Unhone bola dominate me… Fuck me hard like ur bitch.Fir maine apni belt le le or haatho main roll karke unke bum pe 5-6 times maari or unko red kar dia… Woh pain se aahe bhar rahi thi. Maine unke cupboard se do tie nikali jo unke hubby ke thi or unke haatho ko bed se baandh dia. Fir maine unko finger karna start kia or dheere dheere unko rub or lick bhi kar raha tha…. 4-5 min mai woh madhosh hogai or jhadne wali thi toh mai ruk gaya. Holding her astonishing naked body in his arms felt so good, and he did not want to wake her up. He could have stayed like this with her sleeping in his embrace forever. 'This is the life' he thought, and then remembered what he had found out last night. If anybody had told him that this would happen, he would have called the paramedics to take that person into the institution. If he had not been here with her in his arms, he would have thought that Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome had fucked him.