Meet the people. And when you see someone that turns you on and sets your body on fire, take them home with you.” How could I have ever gotten this ...ucky? “The Kipling Suite, ma’am?” The clean British accent brings me back to the here and now, and I’m stunned. He booked me in the one room he knew I’d love. Named for Rudyard Kipling who wrote the Jungle Book – a writer just as I dreamed of becoming. I’m in heaven. “Oh, and a package was delivered for you, Ms. Smith.” I can’t tell from the. She looked very hot with her long blond hair draped around her shoulders and down her back, ending just above her firm, round ass. She slowly bent over while keeping her long legs straight, peeling the damp lace from her body. I could see on the TV screen that her pussy lips were puffed out as she wiggled her butt. Her eyes were glazed in a mixture of lust and semi-drunkenness. My dick ached, but that would have to wait for now as I had other surprises in store for sweet little Ashley. I told. .We can't" "You can't or you won't? Or is it you're afraid of Dad coming down here and catching you bouncing up and down on you're own Son's hard cock and loving every minute of it?" You're disgusting" She said in a tone less angry and more of the inevitability that I was right and she did love having her Son's cock inside her."Then I guess you had better go march yourself upstairs to Dad and forget you saw this young, hard cock standing up for you here, waiting to bury itself inside your. It’s ok..be calm..Then I went out and sat in the hall. She came out after 15 minutes and sat next to me. She couldn’t look into my eyes.Me: Mom!Mom: Yes Raj, I know what you are going to ask. I know you are 19 and by now you must be knowing about sex.Me: Hu yaa.Mom: You know Raj, your dad is having an affair and he has neglected me.Me: What you are saying, mom?!!!! I can’t believe you.Mom: Yes Raj, I never let you know this because that will disturb your studies. Because of that stupid lady,.