I was unable to control. Let us see next time, before getting excitedly hot..”It was really surprising that my mom, who was a perfectly disciplined ...ady, was craving for sex with Vishwa. I did not understand what was that ‘‘Theertha’-. But I decided not to miss any such opportunities in the future.The entire night , the scene repeatedly came in my dream. In the morning, I saw my underwear became wet!Next day mom advised me to go to my grandpa’s house for some days at Udupi to spend my vacation. Tes yeux sont fixés sur la route et lèvres bougent naturellement mais aucuns sons n'arrivent à mes oreilles. Puis, d'un coup, je reviens à cette réalité... notre réalité. Dehors il fait un magnifique soleil en ce doux hiver. La neige est tombée mais n'est restée que sur les trotoirs et la nature, si verte d'habitude, était recouverte d'un beau manteau blanc.Nous arrivons devant chez toi. Nous n'avons pas vu le temps passer tellement nous avions des choses à nous dire. Surtout que tu as joué le. I’ve always been different. I thought if I married I stiff I’d become like everybody else, but I don’t want that anymore.” I didn’t understand what she was talking about, but hearing the words sex leave her lips was enough to make my cock throb. “How are you different?” I said. “I like to be treated like a whore. Gagged, spanked, and degraded. And I’m sure Mr Greene you can help with that. She moved closer reaching for my hand and moving it up her thigh to her wet cunt. “Treat me like that. I waited there as it was snowing and very cold outside. The warning bell went, I quickly grabbed my books for first class; English. I arrived there along with everybody else, we all had rushed in and all of the heaters were on max. My English teacher didn’t show up, not that it was bad or anything. We were all chatting about things. There was the gay guy in our class, I didn’t know his name and there was a friend of mine sitting next to him, well he wasn’t a close friend or anything, but more.