I was thinking of all kinds of stuff.I enquired about Uncle, and she told me that he was in Hyderabad for some work. After a little while, she served ...inner, and we ate together. It was quite late when we were done, and she asked me to stay over. She gave me a pair of shorts and asked me to get fresh.She washed everything and came and sat beside me while I was surfing through the laptop. She proposed to watch a movie. I played one, and she asked if I had any adult movies. I could feel it was. I got a lot of appreciation through my mail and hangouts. Thank you, ISS.This story is also about my mom. This one is partially true, and the rest of the events are fictional. If you haven’t read my first story, kindly check it in my id and then read this one for a better experience. I’ll add my family details, mom’s looks, and body characteristics here too for the comfort of new readers.This is a long story, as I always like to explain every detail in my story. Detailing makes everything. In my mind I was kind of hoping that Mike had turned out as hot as my brother. When the door opened, I wasn’t disappointed. Mike stood about six foot three and was ripped. His hair was long and black, pulled into a pony tail. He didn’t have a shirt on and I could tell that he had been working on his car. His hands were black and he smeared a little on his forehead as he wiped the sweat away. “Hey Mike!” I said, wrapping my arms around him to hug. I could feel the sweaty muscles in his back and. Her eyes were closed, her heart was pounding, she could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing as her brother sucked and licked at her clitoris. She was squirming in front of him, making it hard for him to keep tonguing her but he managed. Finally, her orgasm subsided and Jeff stood up behind her, pulling his cock out of his jeans, pushing his jeans and underwear down to his knees. Her pink panties with dark pink hearts slipped back over her ass, sliding up her crack a bit. He pressed himself.