Tab shabo na kaha haan lakin aap ki body bhe bohat shape main hai aunty, tou apni kuch sharma gayeen, ammi na kaha kya size hai tumhara shabo booli 34... Aur aaap ka? Ammi na kaha meray 36 hain with d cup,pahlay 34 he they ya tou abhi kuch saal main thoray dhaal gaya hain, nahi aunty mujha tou nahi lagta k dhaal gaye hain, tou ammi na apnay rite boob ka neecha haath laja k usay uppar kartay huaa kaha thoray naram per gayee hain.Tab shabo na bhe himmat kartay haath barhaya ammi k boobz ki taraf. Mark left the office to get coffee, I got up and closed the door again before going and sitting in Marks chair. I was so horny... I began pulling my skirt up my thighs until my panties were almost exposed. I put my fingers between my legs, feeling how wet my panties were. I started sliding my panties down my legs, until they were at my ankles... then I began rubbing my pussy as I sat in Marks chair. My pussy juices were running down my thighs, and down to my ass, and all over marks seat. I. " I wasn't looking at your legs," I said, not seeing her point."I know, you were looking at my ankle and imagining what it is attached to." No, I wasn't. I was watching you push the accelerator down and wondering if you always drive this fast," I repeated."You've seen me in swimwear. I don't know why you need to imagine what my legs look like."I looked over at her and saw the curl in her upper lip, like she was suppressing a smile. The laughing eyes told me she was teasing me. "It's been two or. Summer time, it was her sexy shorts, dresses and bikinis that had me constantly yanking my cock. In the winter time, it was her tight sweaters, tight jeans and her proclivity to snuggle with her son on cold winter nights as we watched television that lead to near constant self abuse on my part. I had to learn to pace myself or I might have been the first teenager to jack himself off to death while fantasizing about his mother.Then came that wonderful eighteenth Christmas when it all came.