I reached under her to hold, fondle with her soft breasts, rolling her hardened nipples between my fingers as I fucked her in and out.”Yes, Yes Plea...e pinch them harder, Rahul, really hard, I like it that way,” she groaned as I increased the pressure with my fingers.”Oh, yes ,yes, I have been wanting to do this so much, it’s so perfect, I love you fucking me with such a hard dick, It makes my pussy so happy,” she said grating her hips around as I fucked her.It seemed kind of incredible to be. I was a little worried by his expression, but the thought of being taken by his cock again made me follow him.I walked into my sons room and he was now tied to his bed with my stockings, his ass was on display for me too see.Paul said you have two choices here, you can stand and watch me fuck your sons sweet ass, or you put a dressing gown on and drive me to a friends house.I said it is 2 in the morning who would still be up at this time.Paul started to move towards my sons little tight white. First of all I want to thank all the love and feedback that I received for my stories Helping My Mother- Part 1 & Helping My mother- Part 2. I was seriously overwhelmed by the response. Many people asked me if the story was true? The answer is Yes, the story was not a fiction, but was actually true as it happened. Today I am going to narrate the story about what happened after that. Well after having sex and loosing my virginity to my own mother, I got a chance to go one step ahead and fuck her. She was getting nasty. She said “aab aaur bardasht nahi ho raha hai ajay, meri chuchio ko, dabao unhe, masal do chod do meri chuchio ko.. chod do inhe”. I teased her boobs for a few moments, I pinched on it, bite them with my teeth, I tickled them. This made her moan even more violently, she was moaning uuummmm aaammmm mmmmaaaa aaahhhhh aaaaaooooo oooiiiiiiiiiii aaaahhhh hmmmmmmmmmmmm aaaaaammmmmmm.Both her milk mounds pressed against each other, I sat on her tummy and forced my already rock.