Refreshed from the shower, Marilyn joinedme on the couch. Her hair was wrapped in a towel, and she was clad in ablue silk lounge pants and a matching...loose top, her nipplesunrestricted by a bra poked perkily through the lustrous fabric.Nuzzling into me, her arms around my shoulders she whispered "Mmmmm,you look as if you could use a bit of freshening up yourself before weleave. Why don't you use my bathroom for a few minutes while I dry myhair and get dressed" I had not thought how I must. For a few seconds, the hot wetness of lips and tongue enmeshed together thrilled Mike as he felt his cock rise immediately. Next second Greta had pulled away saying, "I'll race you to get your clothes off," she declared, already unbuttoning her own shirt.Hell, she was so eager. Half laughing, but just a little bemused, he began undoing his own shirt, seeing Greta already shrugging out of hers to reveal a pair of unfettered, deliciously rounded, finger-itching, pink-nippled breasts. Her hands. In short, mother and son were almost literally lost in each other.However, this constant flow of love and its physical expression, perfect though it was, came to an abrupt halt on the day the boat had to be returned to its base. Mother and son had found in each other their sexual fulfilment, but from now on what had been done freely and fearlessly on the boat, would now have to be carried on covertly. This was not particularly difficult since Magnus was frequently away from home "on business.". Base base cha khachhilam tar dike dekhlam matha ta niche kore dariye achhe. Take jigess korlam ma kothai re se bolloo masima baire gechhen aar bale gechhen je bikele firbe aar boro babu duty te gechhen. Ami tar mukher dike takalam dekhlam se mukh ta niche kore rekhechhe , kintu panter dike jakhan cokh ta geloo takhan mone holo tar bara ta dariye aachhe. Panter majhkhan ta bisri bhabhe fola. Ami take ballam ki re amar dike takachhis na kenoo bol toooo. Takhan se bollo na emni lajja korchhilo.