Anything for you Mom I said as I regained my breath. Mom slipped the backpack off of her back and winked at me. Whats in the bag? I asked curiously. I...watched with wide eyes as Mom pulled out several spare guy ropes from our tent and offered then to me. I looked at her quizzically, not totally sure what she wanted me to do. She winked at me and pressed her wrists together in front of her chest. I had never had a moment like it, the penny dropped and dropped hard and heavy! Picking the strongest. It tasted good. Salty and sweet at the same time, like a dark chocolate pretzel. Not at all what I expected. He released his grip on my head and slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. More of his seed dripped out from the tip and I leaned forward to lick it off. I then gripped the base of his cock with both hands and slowly slid up the length of his shaft, milking out every last bit I could get onto my tongue. He smiled down at me and laughed.“Ah shit, you’re too much,” he said, watching me. But her signature red juicy lips were highlighted.Mom was wearing a bumpy hairstyle, with flowers wrapping around it, like a south Indian milf. Her mangalsutra was out visible over the saree, highlighted among other jewelry. It was her way of making people feel sad for her, not having dad with her.She played a perfect family woman role throughout the wedding. Even I had to keep reminding of the bitch she was last night, on the bed with her son.By 6 in the evening, we three were the only ones. Mujhe lagta hai ke maama aur aap ke bich me koi problm hai,maami boli haa maine poocha kya prob lm mujhe baataao i promise main kissi s bhi nahin kaahoonga,maami boly haamaari mardd life me prblm chalrahi hai ,kya problm hai maami?Ohh main samaj gaya main himmat karke bol hi diya lagta hai aap ke aur maamaa ke bich sexual prblm hai naa?Maami kuch nahin boli mere bohat maanaane ke baad maami ne bataya ke tum hare maamaa aksar kaam se thak ke aate hai to hume pyr karne ka muakaa nahin milta aur.