Menoetes here again.I really hope you are enjoying this silly collection of saucy stories or maybe one of my other sordid tales. If you are then pleas... let me know! Writers thrive on feedback and your kind encouragement is what keeps me plugging away at the ol' keyboard for hours on end.So feel free to drop me a quick message, shoot me an email or even buy me a coffee to let me know if I am doing well. I promise you that I am a friendly fellow. Cheers and happy reading!Story Blurbs and. Saali tere ko roz chodun ga… Maa banaun ga apne bachay ki… Aahhhh… Ye le maa ki chut… Tera badan kitna mast hai… Mammay… Gaand… Phuddi… Sab chikni hai behan ki lori… Tu ek dum malaai hai re randi…hum dono 15 min tak zordar jhatke lete dete rahe… Wo mera chootar hila hila k pura sath de rahi thi… Us k hilate mammay mai samne sheshay may dekh k aur pagal ho raha tha… Wo 2 aam maine pakar k dabaey zor se to wo chikhi… “ahahahhhhh…. Bhosri k tere bache doodh tere lund se pien ge agar mere mammay. In the fourth month mom demanded higher percentage and this time it had snapped me. The frustration and extreme desire of just jerking my cock off on fantasy to the ratio of my mom demanding more money from me in reality made me snapped. I shouted at mom for being a bitch dressing up like a prostitute, going out late nights, allowing other men banging her like a big time whore! I guess my words hurt, mom cried the whole night. I felt sorry for saying harsh words on her so I left her alone in. You then look down and you see my hard cock and you give me a coy smile and you bite your lip coyly. "I see that you have been remembering our vacation" you say to me. I nod as I watch you gaze at my upright cock, remembering back to that vacation. We have such a great time in our hotel room that week. "Why don't we relive that week, here. We don't have to reserve ourselves to our vacations together".I knew what this meant. We mostly kept our most lustful and more erotic fantasies and sex.