Shaam ke 6baj chuke the.itne mein door bell baji, maine jakar darwaza khola aur dekhta hi reh gaya.gate par bhabhi ki friend NeeTu ayi thi, usne bilku... chota sa transparent top pehna hua tha, aur uski half pent bilkul tight thi. wo bahut hi sexy lag rahi thi. uske boobs fat kar bahar aane wale the. maine usse andar bulaya, or sofe par baithne ko kaha.maine usse pani la kar diya, itne mein bhabhi bhi aa gayi. bhabhi ne hum dono ki introduction karvayi. hum log baatien karne lage, itne mein door. .. That was what I was being called all day. But that wasn’t why I was in here. My mother taught the last class I had for the day. Health. She was a widower, a bubbly woman. I had no idea that she harbored incestuous thoughts for me. Yes, incest was made legal, but... It still felt wrong to me.She gave a lesson on foreplay. After giving me a handjob to “relax me,” she had me learn to please a girl’s body. Genevieve, a cheerleader, was my practice mate. She was fourteen, like me, a freshman. I. “Shut up.” you grunt. But then the gorgeous woman comes running up.“Did you push him into the shrubs?” she asks, a look of anger on her face.“I did. In fact, I have a deal for you.” you say, realizing your advantage here.“Which is?” the woman prompts.“You’re his mother, right?” you check.“Yeah.” the woman says.“I’ve been bullying your son all year. He hates me now, right?” you mock, and Charlie sobs harder.“Oh. Baby. It’s ok. Mommy’s going to fix this.” she says, and bites her lip.“You’re going. She was a spectacular young woman with unblemished skin that glowed with health.When she was ready, she approached me and took me by the hand. She led me to the side of my bed and undressed me slowly in front of her family. My body must have been acceptable as she gulped at the sight of my large stiff rod. We were standing, facing each other. She gently cupped my penis and I jerked with pleasure. Her palm felt like warm silk. I felt like my cock was wrapped in her warm panties. I leaked.