My mom met my dad as a freshman at their community college in San Francisco in 1968, when she was 18. My parents spent much more time in concerts and ...it-ins with their friends than studying, but financially, it didn't matter. My dad's mom was very, very rich, and she would dote on him and keep him financially secure. My parents finally married about ten years after they met, and I was born in January 1983. My mom would often smile and call me her "accidental child". Sometimes, people say this. "We had a deal, Wolf." She looked at her daughter, glowing with beauty, satisfaction and sexual awareness now that the wolf had had his way with her, and jealousy raged through the older woman. It had been years since she'd been fucked so thoroughly. And then she'd finally lured that stupid boy into her bed and she finds out that all along he'd been lusting after her daughter. She was frustrated and pissed off! "You fuckin' asshole! You were supposed to eat her!" With pleasure!" replied the. The smell of decaying flesh filled the building, and I tried to control myself. Lillian had to leave, as the sight and smell were too much for her. I heard her asking for the Patron and whoever took care of the village’s dead to come to the shop immediately. The door muffled what she said next and I tried to focus. I needed to see what had happened in that room.There were two beds on the far side. The frames were metal, and the legs had been secured to the stone floor. Both beds had the decayed. She got surprised and didn’t oppose but enjoyed and moaned. I kissed her lips from behind and inserted my tongue deep inside her mouth. Our tongues fought for a long time. In the mean while my hands were playing with her huge tits n navel. She moans loudly… aaaaah aaaah.. siddu.. aaaah.. I lifted her and asked that where is bed room. She said upstairs. I took her to her bed room and thrown her on bed. I went near her. I started to kiss her again very passionately. Then I removed her saree and.