.She: ok.. Tum aaram karlo.. To fresh ho jao ge.. Shyam ko bate kar renge..Me: ok..Me sone chala gya par nind kahan aane wali thi dimag me to bas unka...hi khayal ghum raha tha… Mene thodi der bad socha jake dikhta hun wo kya kar rahi hain free hongi to baate hi kar lunga… Mene niche jake dekha to kahin dikhi nai… To mujhe laga wo bhi aaram karne bed room me chali gyi hongi… Me bedroom k paas gya to rum lock tha.. Or thodi halki halki aawaze aa rahi thi.. To me sun ne laga par kuch pata nahi chal. Once during our discussions, we were talking about life partners and she casually asked if I had a girl and I denied truthfully. I posted the same question and she said ‘no’ which wasn’t convincing considering the tone. Maybe she wasn’t happy with what she had. I probed and got to know that she has a boyfriend who wasn’t worth to be called so. He abused her and never gave her the attention rather love she needed. She had tears in her eyes when she admitted this and from that day onwards we were. She pulled her lips apart and slid slowly down my shaft. Her face had the most exquisite expression. Her eyes were closed and there was a sweet smile on her lips. She pressed her tiny hands on my chest as she took all of me. My father's wife leaned forward, her long black hair making a curtain around my face. Her eyes looking into mine she whispered, "I think we have already made a c***d my son. I wish to fuck you now for the pleasure it brings." She brought her face down to mine and her. Seeing the deep cleavage, Josh knew his mom threw that robe on after she showered so was probably naked underneath.“Josh? Is there something wrong?”Deep in thought, his mom’s voice startled him. Great. His mom had caught him staring. Josh moved his gaze from his mom’s chest to her eyes, “Oh! No, Mom. I’m good.”Walking over to him, she touched the back of her hand to his forehead, “You look a little flushed. Are you sure you’re OK?”Josh now felt embarrassed. She was treating him like a little.