Mera lund mom ki gaand mein chipak chuka tha.mere haath unki stomach pe the .aur meine unhe neck pe kiss karna start kar diya tha,meine kaha mom agar ...ap meri mom na hoti to aapse mein shadi kar leta ,mom bolin tu bhi na rohan .chal ab mujhe dinner banae d,lekin mein aaj pure mood mein tha meine kaha nahin maa aise hi rehne do aur usike ssth meine mom ke boobs press karna start kar diye ,pehle to mom ne kutch nahin kaha aur apni gaand mere lund se press karne lagi par tabhi ek dum boli yeh. All I could see around were either kids who were too young to confront or uncles and aunties with whom the moment I tried to strike conversation in one way or another the entire conversation shifted on the only question ‘Why was I not getting married or When was I getting married’. At first I was trying to deal with these rhetorical questions but then I felt it to be a sheer waste of time. I was already feeling exhausted and depressed and cursed myself for being too wise to join in a family. Where is my son? Where are my clothes?”Juggs said, “Calm down dear. My son is your son’s roommate at college. I sent the boys out of the room so that we could talk. And what else, oh yes, your clothes. Well I don’t know where they are all you were wearing was that gob of peanut butter when you came in.”Mom said, “Oh my God! The peanut butter. Did the boys see me like this?”Juggs said, “Oh yeah. They saw you all right. I had them carry you over here and then I explained to them that I too had a. She was naked, he was getting undressed and then I felt him pull my pants down. I kept eating her while he played with my pussy and ass. Then, he put his dick inside me and slowly started fucking me while he fingered my ass and watched me eat his girlfriend's pussy. When he was getting close, he pulled out and put it in her mouth and she sucked him dry. She said my pussy tasted so good on his dick. She pushed me into the chair and spread my legs and started giving me head. The she asked her.