Life was far from perfect. My mother made her last suicide attempt which failed. At the time I was mad about that fact. I did get to spend that summer...living with my best friend though. I had a step father for two whole weeks, that was interesting. I thought for a minute I would be able to relax, but nope. Still, Some of the best memories of my life are from then and 38 years later I still have my best friend. Putting some of it down on electronic paper left me in a good mood the entire next. . Sneha ek dum tanch disat hoti.. Round neck t shirt ani gudaghya paryant cha skirt ghataleli.. Ek dum madak disat hoti.. Ti yetach mhanali aare satish aaj majha thoda pot bighadalay pan mala plan cancel nahi karaycha ani ti tablets ghetli hoti..Pavasalyacha divas hota mhanun aamhi jacket ghatalelo.. Amhi nighalo bike varun niket thoda vegat bike chalavat pudhe nighala me sneha la ghevun savakash chalalo..Barik pavus suru zaala mhanun pavasala chukavayla mala ghatta mithi marun majhya pathimage. I was waiting for the right moment. The bike ride was a wonderful journey and we were like two teenage lovers, just pressing each other’s bodies to create the warm to balance out the chillness caused by a cold breeze. Her face is close to my neck and I can feel her hard breathing. She was bit chirpy and every now and then I turn my face towards her to reply. But my intention is to get close to her mouth, if possible to kiss her. She knows what I am doing. She didn’t say anything but she pulled. Our mouths met and locked with passionate kisses. As my cock softend and slid from her, I about the rich load of my fertile cum I had put inside my own mother pussy. "Mum!" I gasped, "What if you, you know, you get pregnant?" "Don't worry, dear, that's not going to happen. Everything is under control." That's the way it was for the entire next few years. My mum taught me many things, and I was a very keen student. The next time she showered, I stripped and got in with her. We had loads of fun.