I laughed at his innocence and came near to him. Raffle his hair. To calm him, I said- ‘Beta’ it is not that I don’t want to change, but I want,...now you change my panty. His face glows with anticipation. All anger goes. My baby boy said- Yes Ma, sure, But I want to do it 10 times. No- No 20 times. Oh No Ma, I want to change your panty and bra at least 100 times. I hug my baby, said yes ‘Beta’ 100 times, but for now only 10 times. Rest you can do in morning My ‘Beta’ said- Ma I am not going to. “OK, OK, whatever she wants, it's hers, now can we please finish what we started before all of this?” “But you don’t even know what it is yet, how can you agree?” Maybe I should have listened to her then, but if I had, I wouldn’t be writing you this in the first place, and what fun would that be? “I don’t care what it is.” I said, sighing heavily at my frustration. “Are you sure?” She said, making a sweet sound with her voice that I don’t think anyone can duplicate. “Yes. I had an intution what he was about to say,”I have seen you taking bath several times and sometimes I was accompanied by my friends also and I intentionally used to come to your house whenever I saw you taking a bath and coming out as I felt really aroused at that time though I knew it was quite possible I was stunned to see the courage he had to admit it infront of me what an opportunist he isI thought in my mind because I was alone and I knew he was waiting for this opportunity, this feeling. Then he handed me his phone. "Here, look."The image was of my open holes, both glistening with my juices. It was utterly shameless and incredibly horny. As I studied my wanton anatomy, Mr Smith steered his prick to my rear entrance and entered me. He must have heard me gasp or saw how I tossed the smartphone aside because his next question was unexpected."This is what you wanted, wasn't it?" he asked, a touch uncertain."Oh yes," I screamed, enthusiastically nodding my head. I flashed him an.