Itna kahte hue maine apna haat top ke andar upar badhaya aur jab unke boob ke paas pahuncha to main bola: Mom! Aap bina bra ke bahar ja rahi ho?Maa mu...kurati hui boli: Sochi thodi khuli hokar ghumu aaj!Main top ke andar hi unke mulayam boob ko dabate hue bola: Aaj ya… Aap hamesha aise hi jati ho bahar?Maa: Hat pagal!Main ispar unki nipple ko nichodte hue bola: Kash Bharti aur aunty na aati aaj to ab tak kitni baar aapko chodh chukka hota.Maa siskari leti hui boli: Issss! Haaan kaaash.Itne mein. 20 years old, From Chennai With athletic body and good sex experience.I am doing my engineering, as I need to money and urge towards sex. I decided to join an escort service for sex and money. As I planned to engage my service at weekends. I joined the agency and waiting for their client details. On Friday afternoon I got mail from my agency.Here the exotic lady comes to the story. Her name is Durga (name changed ). 35 years old, The best structure every seen and shape of her body is 36-30-34. It was a shapeless, faceless thing. And yet, it was a feeling that had lain inside her, dormant or otherwise, for her entire life. It was never far away, even in the better times. She berated herself for giving it houseroom. She had it lucky, had it easy, compared to many. She had a job she was good at, that paid enough. She felt her colleagues liked her. She was fairly healthy, and more attractive to men than she would ever admit to herself. And yet…and yet. Something was missing. Something. Mandy refilled his mug and then asked him how he was doing."I really don't know. I kinda had my world messed up yesterday. The guy that I thought was my dad all these years probably isn't. I find out that my mother had been gang raped. My maybe father is for the most part a type A personality and part asshole that is incapable of really loving anything but his job and who hits on our friend that is young enough to be his daughter."My grandfather, who I have only seen a couple of times, scarred.