She is also from Kolkata and wanted to meet me. She told me her name is Anamika. Anamika means one who doesn’t have name. I was not sure if that was...her name of she did not want to tell me. Anyway, after couple of emails we decided to meet in a park in Eastern Kolkata. Anamika did not give me her phone number or photo, said she will wear a pink sari with green blouse. A rare combination I thought and agreed with it.As Anamika had not given me her number or photo, I also did not share mine. I. Although, when we made love to each other, every barrier was broken. I started leaking a few tears.“What's wrong mom, have I been too rough?” Travis asked.“No, of course not. I just love you so damn much, don't ever leave me. I wanna be with you too, I wanna make love with you forever. I don't care if incestuous sex is wrong, I just wanna be with you,” I explained.He gave me a nice kiss on the lips, and we made out for another thirty seconds.“I love you too, mom. More than anyone or anything on. He looked down at Shari and saw that she still had her top open and her tits were still hanging out. Moreover her panties were still down around her ankles and her dress pulled up over her waist.Her knees were apart enough for him to see the fluffy down between her legs. That sight and what she was doing to his cock was the most erotic sensation he had ever experienced.Shari held the shaft with her hand and popped the head in her mouth and sucked.Mo' started at the new feeling, His hands. She’s about to be married and she wants one last fling, since her boyfriend’s pals have planned a party for him.”“Well, I’m not going to talk her out of it. I see her sitting there looking at me with that sly smile. Do you know if she wants what we gave you?”“Take a close look at her and you tell me.”“Well, I may be more than a little bit prejudiced when it comes to what I like for a woman to look like.”“You would love for all of us to look like Sherry wouldn’t you? You don’t have to answer. I.