"OK but its been a long time since i last did this position as i like the traditional one" she replied while positioning herself."Lets just try for a ...ew minutes and if u don't like it, we can always try others" i suggested again."Alright then. I'll let u know if i.... Aaahhh!!" she let out a loud gasp as i unexpectedly entered her while she was trying to finish her sentence.I adjusted her posture here and there as i was pumping her. Her moans and gasps getting louder. Her love tunnel was now. He listened fascinated as I related back to the times of forced immigration, to the times in Europe, the famines and the deep South, the plantations and the slaves, the coloreds who were the sexual objects for the whites, the plantation owners, and in my case, the women of my line and their lusting for the velvet touching of the hung buck.Wives of these plantation owners, knew of their extra-marital encounters with the teenage daughters and wives of the black men who were their property, and in. .!! But it always seemed to me that she was never happy with marriage..!! They always used to fight for no reasons..!! I felt pity for my bhabhi, coz if i had her i would become her slave coz she was so fucking gorgeous, but my brother didn’t value what he had..!! I had been eyeing her since she got married..!! I used to watch her whenever i got a chance and she caught me many a times, but instead being angry she always gave me a notorious smile..!! She was quite friendly with me and so was. .. I never felt like this. Wha---what are you doing to me?"Brazenly, I suggested for her to roll over, and mom sat up on her elbows with a questionable look."Really, Mom. I'll be careful; let me just do your tummy and legs."Slowly, mom turned over, and I put a small amount of oil on her tummy. I watched as it pooled at her navel, and mom inhaled deeply. Then, with my palm, I started with a small circular motion and moved my hand outward. It wasn't long before mom's eyes were closed, and she was.