Maa: bat karna ka ab koie faida nahi ha. Muja samaj nahi aata hai k ma kya karu.I: mara hisab sa aap papa ko talak degya. Aur ab ma b job karta hu ma ... aap ko sambhal shakta hu.Maa: muja b aisa he lagta ha lekin hum phir kahan raha ga.I: hamara purana makan ma jo k gaoun(village) ma hai. par aap talak ki bat papa sa kab karo ge.Kuch din bad ma na papa sa bat ke.Papa: mana koie dusree shadi nahi ke.Maa: jut mat boliea mujha sab pata chal chuka hai.Papa: haan mana dusree shadi ke aur ma ab tumha. She sat him down on her cot beside her. She looked at him and said "listen, you're a nice young man, I'm sure you look just fine 'down there'. Look at my belly, sitting here I have this little roll of fat I can't get rid of, I hate it, when I stand up or lie down it's not too bad, but sitting here it's embarrassing for me. Here feel my belly fat". So Ben did, he reached out and squished it between his fingers. He said "okay, so we both aren't too happy with our bodies in one way or another",. Moments later our bodies move together, my prick finding it difficult to straighten out while it's pressed against your pubic bone. I withdraw from the embrace and throw back the covers. Immediately you frown."Let's get in the shower. We have plenty of time to be creative. We've never done it there before, so I'm looking forward to it."As you stand up I give your ass a playful slap. You turn towards me in mock anger."What was that for!" you laugh."So I can make up for it with this!"I scurry. You were brave enough to kiss my lips. Just calm down and be yourself. You’ll be perfectly alright,” mom said.“Thanks, Anita,” I said.“See? That’s an improvement. You called me by my name,” she said.I held her left hand, which was on the table, and caressed it.“Thanks for being supportive,” I said and lifted her hand and kissed it.“You smell nice, now I understand why he wouldn’t stop kissing your hand,” I said. Mom blushed.“Wow, was that a blush? Am I doing this right?” I asked.“Yes, it was a.