“Mom, you can’t imagine how long it has taken me to find the courage to talk about this. Please don’t judge me or tell me I need to go see a shr...nk.“Don’t be silly. Lots of boys are attracted to their mothers though not as passionately as you are, I’m guessing.”“Well, you may change your mind once you hear my request. I need to ask you this huge favor…I need…Mom, you’ve got to understand that I don’t think I’ll be able to grow up a normal adult without your help.”“I promised not interrupt so. I toss them to the side and then make my way back stopping at your knees and kneeling. I smile as I look into your eyes and stretch back behind me to runmy nails lightly scr****g your skin starting at your ankles up to your knees. I continue on until I reach the Y of your legs and then I run my hands down towards your butt. Moving my hands back up I use my thumbs and slide them under your sack and then wrap my hands around them and massage gently pulling towards me. I work my hands back and. "You dirty fucking cunt." I growl beneath my breath.She reacts by sucking faster and harder, her juices flowing at the prospect of being used. Her watering eyes occasionally looking up into mine before closing tight so she can choke herself on my cock as I fuck her face as ruthlessly as I'm about to do to her cunt. I push against the walls of her mouth searching for new sensations. As I get too close to cumming I pull myself out of her mouth, her mouth and my cock connected by a long string of. She said is that what people call “daaru” ; She looked really mature physically, but, in reality she was just a school-going kid. I was a bit taken aback as to how she knew the local term for booze. So I said yes, its “daaru”. I asked her if her dad drank daaru. She said with wide eyes…. Nooo Uncle, my Dad says daaru is strictly against our religion and we should never even think about it……!!I told her that I was used to having 2 drinks every night to relax and that it was like medicine for me..