I often felt to make my move on her, but I didn’t dare to do it. Her cleaning shift of our room is in the morning. My roomie was always present when...she entered. So I couldn’t do anything.I was getting frustrated and restless as the urge to taste her cock was making me mad. Finally, all the gods answered my prayers, and my roomie left for his hometown for a week. I just rolled on the bed the entire night, thinking about how to make a move. I heard her cleaning in the adjacent room.Next was our. Now I can’t stay away from you anymore. Please marry me and be my wife.”Nisha – I’m sorry Rishav. But this is not possible. I’m a mother of a 20 years old son. What will society call me?Rishav – Why you worrying about society? We can move to some other place and settle there. No one will know us and we can take your son with us too.Nisha – And what will I tell my son? “Son I’m marrying! Come to my wedding.”Rishav – I’ll talk to him. Don’t worry. Just say yes!Nisha – Ok. But first, convince my. ” I could tell by the noise she made she was getting a different kind of fullness than she was used to. I paused as Veronica took several deep breaths, trying to adjust to this new intrusion of her body. After a moment, I began pressing forward again. I had maybe driven a solid inch or to more into her when Veronica shuddered and released a short, pained shriek.“Veronica-““Don’t stop.” Veronica was indeed a twisted bitch, as her voice dripped with need, and I obliged. I no longer needed to pull. Please, do not let your sister know about these pictures either, and I do hope to see you alone before you go to work full time, for you and I to talk about why I'm giving you these pictures. I hope you love them and like what you see in them, love you all ways, mom.'I took a quick look at the pictures to see mom in some real sheer gowns, and a few she is nude in them, in different sexy positions, which just about made me cum all of a sudden, but I managed to keep from cumming all over the.