Jase hii hum ghar phanuche , jija ji mere se soory bol ke kii woo mere saath jyada time nahi bita sakthe office ke liye chale gyae.. Unke jane ke baad...didi ji nai mere ko nasta pani diya or bhathroom dhikya , kaafi bada or aacha falt tha unka or bhatroom mai tho stembath or bath tub tak kii facility thi. Ye sab dhek ke mai sochne laga kii didi or jija jii kitna maza karthe hno ge yahnaa pe or kase kase didi ko chodathe hno ge dono log din bhar akele rhathe hno ge or khub maza karthe hno ge.. " He put a hand in her hair. "I can't even tell you how gorgeous this is."He pumped into her, holding her head with two hands now. His breath came unevenly. His erection only got harder. Andrea sucked and drooled.Then, he pulled out of her with a pop, without giving her any notice. He fumbled with the scarf around her eyes. Finally, he untangled it and tossed it aside.She looked up through her crooked glasses and saw heated blue eyes. A lean forty-something man in jeans and a work shirt.. Alan grasps her hair and pulls back just enough to break the kiss and bury his face in her neck. The scent of her flesh drives him wild and ensures a deeply animalistic growl that rumbles up and out from deep within him.Her hands press against his broad chest and as he lightly bites her neck, her fingers flex slightly. Her nails dig in just enough to register the sensation. Alan pulls away and looks deep into her eyes. The desire is seen so easily there, as is certainly his. She arches her back. "There might even be mice that wouldrun over you," she said. "You might as well sleep in the bed with me." I didn't argue too much about that at all. For years I had been lustingfor Mom's luscious big body, and had shed many a spurt of cum fantasizingabout what I would like to do to her. Mom blew out the kerosene lamp, andI could dimly see her getting into her cotton nightgown. I took off all myclothes except my shorts, and we got into bed. For a while we laysilently. Then Mom said, "I'm glad I.