She had stroked her lips, inside her lips, her clit, her opening. She had felt very warm and floaty. Just as she was establishing a rhythm, he had th...n told her to go to the window. “Why,” she had asked. “For excitement,” he had said. She had known what he would ask next. She was not going to stand with a thin t-shirt and wet panties at her living room window. She had pulled on a hoodie that came down to her thighs and slowly walked to the window. It had been still been light out and she. It became a regular occurrence to separate them some, make them set up on the couch etc. The time came for her to meet his dad as he too was a single parent. I went with her that first time to check things out as any responsible mom would do. The home was nice, clean and his dad was pleasant as well. We had the usual chit chat and I went on my way. Now after a month of battling the “affection” issue, I thought maybe I should mention it to his dad and perhaps he could have some more influence.. Maine notice kiya meri mummy ki kachhi nahi thi kyuki thoda unke chutad ka bhag dikh raha tha mujhe. Main mummy ke bedroom se attached bathroom mein gaya.Waha meri mummy ne jo kal rat ko kacchi pahen rakhi thi roll karke dhone wale kapdo ke sath mein thi. Maine utha ke khola aur dekha mummy ke kachhi pe virya ke dag lage hue the aur bohut sare the. Main samajh gaya dono uncle ne rat bhar meri mummy ko choda hai. Us din ka din normal raha. Meri mummy bohut jyada thaki hui lag rahi thi pure din.. I proceeded to tease her with it as she remained totally helpless tied to the fence. I touched it to her lips and proceeded to drag it slowly down her neck, circling her nipples and outlining her breasts.“You like bananas?” I asked. “I know you do.”I slowly worked my way down with the banana, stroking her thighs softly. Then I slowly dragged the banana across her womanhood, slightly harder and deeper each time until the banana glistened in the morning breeze with the wetness of her fresh.