‘I’m lying on my bed now, stroking the bottom of my cock through my shorts.’ ‘Oh, good. Touch your cock for me. But don’t make yourself come...yet. I want to play with myself for you. I’m pulling on my nipples to make them hard. Ooooh… that feels nice. It makes my pussy tingle, too.’ ‘I love the way you look. I want to lick your pussy while you pull on our nipples.’ She said, ‘Mmmm. That’s nice. Do you have some lube there? You’ve still got your shorts on, don’t you? Take off your shorts and lube. Humare thodi dur par kariben 10 km ghar se rajesh uncle rehte the jinko dad ne kaha ki ghar par aate jate rehna aur dekh lena aur dhyan rakhte lene. Par dad ko kya pata tha ki rajesh uncle ke dimag mai kuch aur hi chal raha thaMer maa bahut hi sunfar dikhti thi. Vo bilkul gori dikhti thi.Rajasthan mai saree pehne ke karan unka gora aur deep navel bilkul saaf dikhai diya karta tha.Mere rajesh uncle meri maa ke navel aur unke lips ke fida the .Mehne kahi baar dekha tha ki vo meri maa ke navel ko. She whispered some words into his ear in her serpentine language, then grinned with a whole mouthful of yellowed teeth. She kept the hand pressed hard over his mouth as the merciless molestation went on. The nearly intolerable sensitivity of his cock only seemed to grow. His body kept twitching as Cruelface's hand twisted relentlessly around the head. Ropes kept him spread out. Hands kept him down. And hands kept feeling him, and feeling him, and feeling him. And he started to feel he might. The levels of my husbands, and my own, sexuality reversed, in the final years leading to our divorce, that my desires were fertile and his own were... well, bordering on marital neglect.Something had happened to me, caused me to sit back down. Fascination that my twenty-eight year-old son was getting an erection by the weight of his mothers own bottom! It was almost a grand provocative joke - one that I could could never share or even express to another living soul.My eyes turned and I looked.