Then the image of my mom leaning against my doorframe popped in my head. That made my dick jump. Then I imagined what would have happened if she didn�...�t run off. How she would have dropped to her knees in front of me. Taken my stiff prick in her mouth and swallowed it whole. The image of her beautiful face bobbing up and down got me excited like nothing else ever has. I could almost hear her voice saying, “cum in my mouth baby. Cum for mommy.”And I did. I can’t remember any orgasm being that. To muze bhi apne purne din yaad aa gaye.To main man hi man main khush hone laga. To phir maine usse pucha ki kya irada hai tumahra? Harshda: or kya purne din ko wapis jiya jaye. Isi liye maine tumahra pasndida black colour ki night gown or black colour ki bra & panty pehni hai.Aapko main bata doo ki black mera favorite color hai or woh usse pata hai. Harshda: aaj sham ko hi purani yaadein taza karne ke liye plan banaya tha . Or tum jo baad main meri thai or boobs ko chu rahe to main tab jag. This is my first story and I will be telling you about my entire sex life in the upcoming stories I hope you all will like and get addicted to knowing my life stories. I will be reachable at Without wasting much time let me tell you the incident which forced me to enter the homosexual world. My family is not so rich and my father is an agriculturist and whatever he was earning was enough to carry out the livelihood but it was not enough to continue my education, after my puc my father joined me. "We traded places, I brushed up against her ... or she brushed against me ... does it really matter?The water wasn't cold, but I could tell she was doing in the kitchen because the temp in the shower changed up or down as she did who knows what in there.The bucket of ice water splashed over the top of the glass stall ... of course I shrieked ... who wouldn't."That's for making me think I'd done something awful to you, brat!" she hollered.I would like to say I was steamed ... but my teeth were.