. Har raat mein usko doosrey mard ke saath sex karne ke liye uksata magar wo manney ko tayyar nahin thi. Manju boli Amar darling tum muje doosrey mar... ke saath chudwana kyon chahte ho, Mein tumse poori tarah se satisfy hoon darling. Mein bola Manju darling don’t take me wrong. Muje pata hai ke tum pyar sirf muj se hi karti ho or mein yeh bhi janta hoon ke har aurat ke choot doosrey type ke lund ka experience chahti hai.. wo to uske pati kya pyar or humarey samaaj ke waja se wo chup rehti. Then she wiggled her body between the front commode legs. Once in position she said “I am ready”. Then I sat and pissed in her waiting face. I could hear her lapping and swallowing my golden stream as I sat in the commode chair. Then she licked my dick getting the last drop. When Jill was finished she said “Ahhhh that was so good”. After cleaning up then we continue to her candle lit bedroom. By her bed there is a clock, it was 1:45AM. Oh what a birthday this is starting to be.I asked Jill if. Evidently, Mom had slept in too. Nothing much happened on Sunday so I won’t bore you with the details. Except for one incident.Mom wandered into the kitchen while I was still eating the breakfast I had made for myself, a rather poor affair compared to the fare Mom usually provided on weekends. Dad was outside working in the yard. Mom shuffled straight to the coffee pot where she managed to pour herself a mug. She spilled a little and, contrary to her usual fussiness, ignored it. Mom didn’t even. She looked down between my thighs, making me feel more vulnerable than I did before. The men, all very attractive and eager to have a piece of me, were stroking themselves ever so lightly, waiting for the show to begin. Their cocks, so hard and erect, were all different sizes. I looked back at her. She slowly leaned forward with her hands at the sides of my head. She lowered her breasts onto mine so that our nipples were touching. She leaned in and licked my lips gently. A bolt of electricity.