. Phir to me uncle ke ghar roz jaane laga or hum dono chat par baith kar akele me baat karte the,, wo hamesha apne husband ke bare me hi baat karti th... or apne husband ki burai karti thi or me humesha us se sympathy dikhata tha, to ek din wo mujhse boli ki raj tum kitne achche ho yaar jis ladki ki tumse shaadi hogi wo kitni lucky hogi, phir ye baat usne agle din bhi chat par 2-3 baar boli. Phir hum uske agle din morning walk par gaye to walk karte me maine socha ki try karne ka ye hi mauka hai. ." Mum gasped. "You really shouldn't be doing that! “Nobody has to know mum, i wont tell anyone..will you?"There was an unmistakable look of lust in mum's eyes, moaning just like the slut on the porn film. She must have imagined being that women on screen, getting fucked by a younger guy!.But now she didnt have to imagine anymore, i was here and would take good care of her.She spread her legs wider. Undisguised passion showed plainly in her eyes and her shameless enthusiasm had my dick. I wondered if the black finish made it too masculine, but with a carefree shrug cleared my mind of that insignificant thought.Over the past months, I had changed in so many ways. The new me liked the idea that people could own guns. The pistol had been under my pillow while I slept. I had placed it on the sink counter when I got ready in the bathroom. And then I brought it to the kitchen where I had an egg and toast for breakfast along with my much needed coffee. The gun gave me peace.After. He then turned her and laid her down completely on the extremely comfortable bed her mother had created for them. She didn’t even bother to straighten her skirt or sweater, but simply rocked her shoulders to get situated, then waited patiently for Brandon to continue.Brandon laid down on his side next to her. He softly ran his fingers around her ear, and then across her cheek, and to her lips. She lightly kissed them when he lingered there for a moment, and then he proceeded down her chin,.