Mai meri ma aur meri sister kanpur me rahte hai papa mahine me ate hai ye ghatna tab hui jab mai B.Com 2 year me tha ye meri life ka pahla sex expiren...e tha jise yad karke mai mast ho jata hu.Meri ma mujhse bahut pyar karti thi aur kabhi kabhi majak bhi kar lya karti thi lekin mere man me apni ma ke liya ese vichar nahi the hua yu ki ma bete ki sex kahaniya padne laga to mere man me bhi aese vichar ane lage meri Ma taraf mera najria balne lage ab mai apni ma ko chodne ke bare me sochne laga aur. ”She said, “Main jab bhi aati hoon, ATM khatam hi milte hain.” (whenever I come, ATMs are always out of stock) and also gave me a mischievous smile.That smile was something very special and on that day, the first time I thought that she is giving me a green signal and I understood that if I take some initiative, then she would definitely agree to get laid.In the next 15-20 days, stock of ATM cards came in the branch. I intentionally sent a message to her from my personal number and the context. It's only fair." And so I did. She was a mystery. Very secretive! She was obviously hiding from something or someone, tucked away in my mountain oasis. We agreed not to ask questions and just enjoy each other and the night. I always felt that snow was sexy. Yeah I know weird right? But hey I proved my hypothesis that night. I invited her to follow me outside into the snow with nothing on but our Tarzan and Jane outfits. So there we were two strangers in the middle of the forest scantily clad. I'm no giant, but above average in length and thickness. And I knew her husband was just the opposite. He'd stepped out of the hot-tub once, and he sported an erection that barely made a dent in his bathing suit. "Suck me," I asked her gently. "I don't do that," she answered firmly. "Please, it's just this once." "I've never done that for John." "I'm not John." She looked from my cock up to my eyes and then back to the length of meat she held between her hands. "No, you're not," she said with a.