She moaned into my mouth as our tongues danced together.She finally drew away with a breathless sigh. My head was spinning. This was my mother! Wha... the fuck was I doing? I looked back through the doorway, worried about Carla catching me, catching us. Mom lifted my hand and put it on her breast. "Oh, Peter," she sighed. "Touch me, my darling."I squeezed her tit, feeling her nipple hardening quickly in my palm. How many times as a teen had I fantasized about her? And now here she was,. .jb un ke ghar gya to un ko dakh kr pagal se ho gya wo sleveless qamez mn apne hair khol kr mere smne ayi,,wo bahot khobsort dekh rhe the..mn ne un ko kha mam aj ap bahot achi lag rhe hn..unho ne kha aj sirf aj bas..mn ne kha nai ap to uni mn roz he achi lagti hn par kuch ziada he hn..par is trha hm loan se guzr ke andr rum mn a gae..unho ne muje bethya aur kha mn tea le kr ati hun..bas phr kya mn ne aas pas dakha to muje mehsoos hoa ke ghar mn koi nai ha,,aur mn ye moka mis nai krna chata. Suddenly without realising, she was now only seeking her selfish happiness and craved this sweet young boy’s touch.She was confused. She never thought that she could change her personality like this. Did she become a slut? Is it a sin? Why is this happening? Despite all these questions, I’m her mind. Her woman instinct kept avoiding these questions. She kept presenting as a bitch in front of his young nephew.Akash mischievously enjoyed her slutty showoff. But ignored her for the next few days. If she could hear their whispers then they must have heard her. Susan turned a bright red. Her mind ran back over everything they had said and she cringed. Some of it was pretty suggestive and they could get the wrong idea from it. She would need to talk to them about how they should conduct themselves around Bill. She didn't want to because they really weren't doing anything wrong. If they didn't like and trust Bill then they wouldn't have been acting the way they had. She had seen their.