”“I’ll do as I promised,” she said. “you bet you will, or I’ll give you a good hard spanking so you can’t sit for a few days. Now, go ba...k in there and tell kapoor you won’t go to his room, but he can come to your house.” There was a flash of fear in Neeta’s eyes. “I can’t do that,” she said. “okay, we can just end it,” I said, a little angrily. Neeta looked down, and quietly said, “okay. I made a promise. I’ll tell him.” She was clearly scared, but I could also see something I’d never seen. I lost my father when I was quite young and it was my mom who took the responsibility of raising me.My mom’s name was Latha and she was 38 years old. She had a curvy figure and her measurements were 34-26-35 and she had a structure similar to Tamil actress Kasturi with a dark complexion.We lived in the outskirts of Coimbatore and my mom worked as a clerk for a food processing company after my father passed away. She made a decent earning from her work with which she has to pay for my school. . so i slowly worked it in her once it was all the way in I started off slow and then faster, it was so tight and so wet and warm. I knew I had to hurry… after fucking like that for a little bit i said lets do doggie and she bent over and wow Very tiny ass. i was in heaven, fucking her doggie in that tight pussy felt so good, she screamed out ahhhh thats soooo good and started to shake….. she asked did I just cum? I said felt like it she replied thats increasable… s he said hurry we been. I wanted to share my experiences.My gay journey started at the age of 18 when I was in school.Basically, I am a chubby fellow with huge ass and large melons protruding nipples.I travel to school by bus daily.At first, I was innocent not knowing about sexual behavior and sensations.In the bus, a old man about 60 years used to travel.I have not noted him but he has routed for me a long time.He used to sell fruits in the city with a big basket.Since I went to school in the early morning, it is.