Mom hass k bhag jati thi.mei gaur nahi karta tha kyonki mei chota tha.ek din holi thi too Mummy ne papa se bola kishakeel ko bhi bulayenge aaj papa bo...a woh too muslim hai woh nhi aaye ga lekin mummy ne bola hum bolye ge phir uski marzi.muje toilet k baad zip band karni nahi aati thi too mei baG k mummy k room mei gaya mummy shakeel k saath baat kar rahe thi Woh keh rahi thi ‘Agar tum nahi aaye mei baat nahi karungi’too Sham ko Shakeel aaya Maa bohat khush hoo gayi.Shakeel Sofa pe baitha tha. What goes on behind closed doors would easily shock sensitive minds, when daughters are groomed into a way of thought, considered alien by Christian values, but dark and exciting, and sex is like that, caught at the right time, a girl will seek pleasure in her own home, before venturing into a world that seethes and craves that dark debauchery, and females, heralded as all sugar and spice, are prone to pleasuring the rod of flesh that created them. ‘Have you lain with a man yet’? I looked at my. ” She swung her legs over the side of the bed and helped me to my feet. Quietly she led me to the bathroom, slipped off my shorts, and moistened a wash cloth. She began to gently clean up the sticky sperm that covered my skin. I noticed that her tits wiggled to some extent under her sexy nightie as she cleaned my stomach. “I should tell you, Mark,” mum said as she continued her cleaning, “I’ve been awake while you touched me the last few days. I loved the way you gently caressed me. I want you. Then it continued 4 two weeks.Then again I went to her house.ThenShe: whats your prob?Me: I love you.She: why do you love me, tell me.Me: I love you especially your approach to anything. And your way thinking. I love the most is the harshness in your talking with others. A part of them then I said a part of them they were many.She: what was that?Me: I cant .She: I order you to say.Me: I love after bathing when you went to your room and sat nude and applied to your lips.Finally I like wat ever.