Ek month pehle meri behan aayi thi rehne ke liye to kuch din bad Payal bhi aayi. Mujhe bohut acha laga. Ekdin woh ghar pe aai to meri behan market gai...thi. Ghar pe mai aur mummy the. Hum dono baat karne lage. Baat karte – karte woh puchi ki MMS kia hota hai? Maine kaha tujhe pata nahi? Payal boli na? Maine kaha jaise “SMS” yani short message service waise hi “MMS” multi media service. To woh boli to TV per ya paper mai kyu likhta hai MMS ban gaya etc. Mai ye sun kar garam ho gaya.Maine kaha mai. I am having quite good and healthy married life. I am a senior executive in a multinational co and having a very good salary so life is set, I love to travel all round the world for my company’s work and some time personally. Whenever I go out of country I used to go to spa center for massage and enjoy there. I also used to go to some good massage centers in Pune and Mumbai, the real and true start here. Once I went to a massage center which is situated in a very posh area of Pune and have a. “Please don’t stop,” she whispered and gasped each time I sank first one, then two and three fingers deeper inside her. I could have easily gotten my entire fist inside her had I wanted to. With my fingers slowly working inside the inner reaches of her love tunnel, I began messaging her clit with my thumb. This brought a quick response as she bucked up and down on my hand. “Message your clit for me,” I told her, “help me make you cum.” As she did as I asked, I withdrew my well soaked fingers. He was watching me with anticipation, then said he was about to cum. I was amazed to see his first rope of cum shoot back over his head on the pillow, followed by three shorter ones on his chest and a few more smaller ones on his pubic hair. I couldn’t believe that I had just witnessed my son jacking off. I kept going on myself for about 10 minutes until I also orgasmed. Harrison said “that was so kewl mum, I didn’t know that ladies did that as well.” After that masturbation session, we both.