Waha mat chaata kar.Main – Mummy, lagta hai papa ne kabhi aapki gaand ko nahi chaata hai. Waise sach batao jab main aapki gaand ko chaat ta hu. To a...pko aacha lagta hai ya nahi.Mummy – Ha beta aacha lagta hai. Magar woh jagah to gandi hai na. Kahi tu ye sab woh gandi video se to nahi sikh hai.Main – Mummy, aap bhi woh videos dekhti ho. Mujhe to ye malum hi nahi tha.Mummy – Ha kabhi kabhi tere papa ke sath dekhti hu. Usi mein ye sab hota hai.Main – Ha mummy usi mein hota hai. Magar mujhe lagta. I start to rub my clit faster and faster, forgetting that i'm punishing myself and trying to force my body into orgasm.I'm rubbing so hard, I can't take myself over the edge no matter what i try.I keep rubbing until it feels like my clit is going to explode from the combination of pain and pleasure and then I stop, gasping for breath.I'm upset that I didn't cum, but then remember you'd instructed me not to.Instantly a wave of guilt comes over me for even trying to cum without your consent.I put. Slowly I started noticing my mother in other ways and felt really disgusting about that.Gradually I started reading many stories about incest and started masturbating imagining my mother and cummed hard, I felt so weird and disgusting after masturbating. But I started realizing that how sexy she was and what nice pair of boobs she had and that round fat ass. Now, I became wilder and read stories and imagined me and my mom in those stories. It was getting wild.This continued for over a year. Perry had shaggy brown hair that was never brushed in any certain direction. He had brown eyes that were always open wide as if he were taking in everything around him. Tonight he was wearing a black tank top and the same team basketball shorts that Tyler had on."22, you don't even need my help with 22 beers, you could have finished those by yourself." All to true my friend, but then I would have been drunk and alone. This way I'll be happily buzzed with a friend," he flashed his cock eyed grin.