Every lick of my tongue against her clit evoked a shiver in her body. I was certain that I was about to pass out when she finally fell forward onto me... giving me a view of her anus and spit-soaked pussy. She squeezed my head between her thighs as I stared past her ass crack up to the ceiling. Then she took my cock into her mouth. I had been hard and horny ever since I left the mall, and I was on a hair trigger. No sooner had her lips slid over the head of my cock that I exploded into her mouth.. "Dear,Turn this side,you must be uncomfortable lying on back with hard on" Vijaya slapped him on buttocks. When he turned back, indeed, his rod was jumping."Why don't you leave my breasts alone? Other body parts also need massaging" Vijaya admonished me.I apologized and started massaging her thighs and buttocks.As I squeezed her buttocks she squealed.I massaged her whole body with oil as she completed her job on Rabbit.I wasgetting excited by her wide hips and narrow waist,when I applied. Kuch der bad mine uska hath pakad kar apne tane huye land par rakh liya.us ke naram naram haath mere land per ufff. Mai masti mai aa gaya ,,,ab maine socha iss ko chood liya jaye. Maine kaha ab apni skirt utaaro woh meri baato ko follow karrne lagi aur ek haath se land ko pakkre rahi aur duser se skirt utaar rahi thi aur usne apni skirt neeche karr de,,uss ke blue print ke panty uffffff maine dono side se pakkri aur utaar de,,,uss ki choot per baal nahi the maine kaha iss per baal nahi hai. It was my reasons forwanting to dress like her.She had always known about my adventures in her closet but she was in thedark as to what my motivations were. My mom is as logical as she iscompassionate, so she chalked up my adventures to curiosity, sexuality,and or physical pleasure. She never considered the idea that there mightbe something more behind it.At the time, I'd never heard of the saying, "imitation is the sincerestform of flattery". But Mom had, and she recognized my actions for.