Mom turned slowly and paused with her back to me. I always enjoyed her ass, full and soft - a generous handful - but perfectly proportioned. She was l...ke some Italian Renaissance woman in a painting.Finally she was again facing me. Waiting.The minutes slowly passed and the silence seemed to multiply the tension. Did she imagine that by losing her inhibitions about sexual contact outside our midnight encounters to be enough to change my mind?Yet there was the dark brown curls between her legs.. Nahi pata mai ye soch bhi nahi paa raha tha ki mai galat kar raha hun. daily sochta ki aisa nahi karoonga par baar baar control nahi hota. ek baar thand k tym par mai kamre me so raha tha tabhi didi aaye aur mujhe sota dekh mere samne hi kapde utarna suroo kar diya.pehle usne apne shirt utare. aur jaise hi usne apna shirt utara uske boobs uski black bra me kya kahar daal rahe the. i prayed ki wo apne bra bhi utare aur aisa hi hua. her boobs was ultimatemujhe laga ki usi samay kambal se bahar. Then it was inside of her. Its small claws scrabbled at the walls of her vagina in an effort to escape. He pulled the tube out, leaving the animal inside her. Tears of shame and outrage coursed down her cheeks, this was the ultimate indignity, but worse, the bastard was enjoying what he was doing.Horrified, she looked into his eyes that were grey, dead and expressionless. Only the slight upturn of the corners of his mouth gave any clue to what he felt.His grease covered fingers played over her. 3I awoke with a start 2 hours later and quickly looked around, he was sitting in the chair in just his boxer shorts watching the sport, I sighed as I rested my head back down on the pillow, it had not been a dream, I really was with him but I also realised that the wine contributed to my collapse but I felt totally rested, I also realised that I was in the bed as he had covered me up in bed , I curled up in the bed happy to be with him and watched him, he turned and looked at me then came.