“You’re such a slut tonight mom” I said gripping her neck and pulling her up against me. “Don’t call your mother such a thing” she scolded...me, which at this point was laughable as she moaned over and over feeling me bite into her neck; my jets of cum now slowing to a dribble. “Did you think about what I told you today?” mom asked as we separated from each other. “I did, and I’ve come to terms with it. I actually wanted to talk to you about it” “Yea?” “Yea, I kind of chose Cat and Anna to marry”. Mai bhola bhandari use didi didi keh kar din bhar usse chipka rehta tha. Par tab mujhe ye pata na tha ki usme bhot kand bhara hai.Mai jb bhe usse lipat jata wo mei half pant me hath sarka ke mera lund dabati. Mujhe bda ajeeb sa lagta !Ek din ghar me mehmaan aane ki wajah se dad ne mujhe uske sath uski room me sone ko kaha. Us raat sone me zara der ho gayi thi to papa ne pehle hum ko so jane ko kaha. Usne jaise bister pehle se saja k rakha tha! Baate karte karte hum so gaye. Der baad meri aankh. She gave me an evil look before disappearing to change. A minute later she called me into the spare room where two single beds and a TV with a DVD player were set up. She had already climbed into bed under the covers. “Hey I want to see that outfit on you!” I squealed as I leapt onto her bed and wrestled with the sheets. She put up a good fight and exhausted I climbed into my own bed, disappointed. We decided on ‘American Pie’ to watch while in bed but when she threw me the case I pretended I. There was a moment of relief mixed with regret. I didn’t want him to stop, I wanted more! I know it was wrong but the attention, his touch had left me dripping wet and longing for him to do…everything. The bed dipped and my body rocked to one side as he climbed up beside me. I felt the unmistakable texture of cotton and warmth as he pressed my breast and his balls and cock together! Greg then began to rub his hard cock and balls, through his underwear, against my breast and nipple. The fantasy.