There is an annual function that happens on that day.Me: That’s good then. Isn’t it? On such days, generally, prisoners are released, with the res... of their days in jail being pardoned.Mistress: That happens in other provinces, but here it is a little different.Me: With a sad face. Ok, what will happen tomorrow?Mistress: You will all be made bald. There is an arena where you all will be taken. There will be the queen, her office bearers, and ladies from the public in the arena. So all women.. Not able to forget those precious moments .this is my introduction. To tell about my mom.she is very fair,saree wearing all the time without bra or panty(no habit),little bit uncaring about her dress in home.her size is 36.she wears her saree below her belly button.all time it will be visible.totally she looks like hema malini. To start my story.i used to sleep beside my mom from my childhood till 9th class.whole thing what i am going to say happened in her sleep. From my 5th class,my likeness. I told him about my promotion and my time off, and he said great. There was a strange tone of excitement in his voice. He asked if he could come over the next day and said that we needed to talk. Dont you have to work I asked. I have the day off Carter replied. Okay, come on over and we can have some lunch and talk I said. That night, I lay awake wondering what Carter wanted to talk about. He definitely sounded excited, but I had a worry in the pit of my stomach that I might not like what I was. ” Well, that was fast.I’d really not cum that fast since I was a teenager in high school. Being inside this gorgeous woman’s pussy was so much better than masturbating myself to orgasm than anything else could possibly ever be. And believe me, I’d had plenty of practice at that.I blushed and apologized for not lasting much, much longer. She simply said, “I understand,” not being at all critical of me for this, and instead offering some kind words of encouragement and much comfort.She said,.