Well when ever i saw her i used to think about her and did masturbation for my satisfaction but the problem is how i tell her that i like her and i wa...t to change this relation and i want to do friendship with her then i got an idea and i did her a phone call and told her every thing first she denied that how is it possible but then agreed the things got changed after that and we came near n near after some days i said to her that do u like me she said yes then i told her that i want to kiss. She didn't wear any underwear so I just lifted her saree to her waist to get access to her now wet cunt rather than removing her saree.This time the sex was devine. As if I am making love to my woman. Until I looked at her face I never realised I am fucking my own mother. I felt as if I am fucking Rati, the love godess, herself. That's why I think they have invented the saying 'Cover the face and fuck the base!' I could also feel my mother's enjoyment of sex. The moans, the humps, and the. I went into the cubicle and pulled the curtain across but it still left a big gap and removed my shorts, standing naked in the cubicle I could clearly see Danni as she searched for my size of shirt. I pulled a pair of briefs on and they were tight and as I looked in the mirror I saw Danni approaching empty handed, she pulled the curtain back and said “How are they” while looking down and clearly seeing my package inside the tight cotton briefs. She smiled at me, “they look a bit tight” and she. " It's not the dead that's being raised, but flattery will get you everywhere." She laughed."Hey you two," Candy interrupted us, "the tape ended five minutes ago."In surprise I looked up, sure enough the tape had run out, mum laughed and made a comment I couldn't quite make out, moved away from me and turned the tape over. As soon as the music started my sister was in my arms."It's Randy Candy." I teased her.I had teased her with that nickname since I had caught her masturbating nearly a year.