Tracey asked me how I would feel about tieing her to my bed and blindfolding her before sex. We both masturbated vigorously during that chat.As our co...fidence grew we exchanged pictures. I sent her a gift of a silk camisole from an English lingerie designer I had supported for years. The garment fitted her perfectly and the picture showed her breasts and erect nipples through a see-through lace top. I imagined lifting it up and feeling her wet smooth pussy underneath it. I often masturbated. He grasped the sheet, downing the urge to grab it. His swelling rod quivered, rubbed the sheet and kept growing, poking straight up. “You always sleep like that, no clothes, no pjs or anything?” she asked quietly. “Well, yeah, always have.” He didn’t say he had been doing since he started getting erections at night and creaming in his pajama pants. Now, when the urge overcame him, he grabbed some tissues. He still had nocturnal emissions from time to time. He hadn’t thought about that problem.. We both lay there catching our breaths and laughing and he reached over and grabbed my hand and held it. A flood of emotion went straight to my heart and eyes but I turned so he wouldn’t see the tears of joy welling up in my eyes. I playfully reached over and grabbed his cock and said mm I love this cock and all the pleasure it gives me. I leaned over and kissed his cock and took him in my mouth tasting myself on his cock. I looked up at my son and said your mother loves you like no other,. Aisa maine 5 bar kiya har bar rakhi thodi der bad jakar panty wapas apnee jagah rakh deti. Maine usase kaha “bahut badhiya hai” rakhi “kya?” Maine bathroom ki taraf ishara kar bola “wo hi” to wo sharma gai aur maine dekha ki wo apna nichla honth apne danto se kat rahi thi. Maine use chhedne ke liye bola “in kapdo main to neelesh tumhain rat bhar nahi sone deta hoga” rakhi “aisa nahi hai jiju” aur wo kuchh udas ho gai, uski udasi ka karan main janta tha phir bhi maine poocha “kyo kya hua” rakhi.