He was assigned one month of work and the neighbor had sought my mom’s help in supervising his work.Raju became friendly with us and mom used to mak... dinner for him. One weekend we had called him for dinner and he was looking at my mom and frequently staring at her ass while she walked. My mom sat to have dinner with us and we were having a lot of funny talks while having dinner. My mom was laughing at Raju’s jokes. I noticed that my mom was happy after a lot of days and I was also very happy. SLAM! I had pushed her onto the bed. We stopped kissing and I immediately went for her breasts, nearly masticating those from over the top. Meanwhile, I could feel her fingernails pinching and scratching across my back and butt. Now I had moved from her breasts to the tummy, hands still pushing at those strategically placed bumps… now I was going down on her… there, I had poked my face right into her pussy from over the pants and – “Elizaaaaaaa.” There was a knock at the door. It was Navya.. "There, now no one can come barging in," she smirked at me. I blushed,glancing away as she tried to lock eye contact with me. She was stilldressed in what she'd worn earlier today and her makeup still looked asperfect as ever. She stepped towards me and reached out to clasp the edgeof my t-shirt. "Let's get you out of these wet clothes," she said, pullingthe shirt over my head. She dropped her hands to my shorts, undoing thebutton and sliding them down my legs. I stepped out of them while she. And then I want to fall asleep there. Fuck, I need to rein myself in. All week I’ve been daydreaming in between trying to be on my absolute best behavior for her. Chanel’s happiness is my priority right now. I’m doing everything I can to show her that. I want what we used to have, and I’m trying damn hard to get there. She lets me hold her and kiss her, and though I’ve kept the touching strictly non-sexual, my imagination ruthlessly gets the best of me. She’s mine. My very primal instincts want.