She would sometimes find her used panties and bra crumpled and sometimes coated in his sticky cum in the bathroom, but hadn’t thought of it much. Ju...t the thought of her son lusting after her had perked up her nipples, making an impression on her wet towel.“You are unbelievable” she said, slapping him gently over his cheeks. Suresh intercepted his mother’s hand and gently kissed her palm lovingly. Savita looked away in shyness. “Okay, go now. I need to change!” she pushed him out of the room. I am groaning and grinding my body against your lone hand. Abruptly, I moan loudly and roll to face you. You respond immediately – your face diving down to kiss me as your hand moves straight down my body and down to my dripping pussy. “Oh, baby,” you moan when you feel how wet and ready I am. I curl my body to bring my hips and pussy higher and harder into your hand. You begin to slide your fingers all along my lips, making me feel amazing. With your other hand, you hold both my wrists firmly. They opened the door and a blast of cool air reminded them of just how hot it had gotten outdoors. Under the shade tree, it had been MUCH cooler, but, now, out in the open, it was downright sweltering. Their clothes stuck to them, from the perspiration that was sucked from their bodies. In the few seconds it took to go from the car to the door, both were wringing wet with sweat. Both felt like the air was getting sucked from their lungs.Both of them made a mad dash to the washroom to wipe. ” Your voice cracks as I move in closer, crawling across the bed on my hands and knees, water still dripping from my hair.You take another slash but this time you get my cheek. The crimson line starts to ooze blood and dribble down my face. You look mortified but are more confident now that you know you can do it. You thrust the knife at me again and again, the whole time I’m smiling at you and getting hotter. My pussy throbs. One last thrust and you sink the knife into my shoulder. I yell in.