She had flesh at proper places like a married woman has.I never thought anything bad on her (I swear) until this happened.Ammi’s simple routine was ...ery much usual. Waking up, making breakfast for us, then washing clothes, watching some TV shows. Then again, a small nap in the afternoon.I forgot to tell you about my dad (Abbu). He works in a factory as an accountant. He usually leaves early and comes back around 7 pm every day. I go to work, and so does brother. So Ammi stays alone most of the. It's something that I always ..."Dave's mind wandered as she continued. He couldn't concentrate. Here he was, seated in front of one of the most gorgeous women he'd ever laid eyes on, as if he were watching a prelude to a porno scene. Dave had noticed that, at the underside of her crossed thighs, he could just about glimpse the smooth, white texture of her skin, beyond the tops of her stockings. He felt his cock grow stiff. "Women in stockings don't exist in real life", he thought to himself.. He revelled in the smell and the feel of the warm sticky wetness on his face and then he licked everywhere. The taste of his mother's juices attacked his taste buds as his tongue investigated the taste and feel of every place of her snatch. The bush of pubic hair, the clit, the thick outer lips, the labia, the pink slit, even her asshole. He wanted to taste it all and know what it felt like under his tongue.Jennifer curled her toes and bit her lower lip as she felt her son's tongue on all her. "You taste better than Holly," he said. It flattered me. Holly was Max's hot girlfriend, and I have a feeling Holly's cum wasn't shit, either.I couldn't think. I was hungry for pure cock, and Max's cock was the one. He had always mentioned how big and thick it was, and now it was my chance to see it for real. I started unzipping his jeans, and he threw his head back, moaning. "Never knew I'd have sex with my little sis." Hey, you ain't no Brad Pitt, either," I snorted. But he was close enough.I.