A brief about me, I am 29 years old, an average-built guy from Chennai.This incident is about an encounter that I had with my friend’s mother. The f...iend here is a guy whom I had met online. His name was Dheeraj (name changed). He was from the same city and was a great incest fan. He was 19 years old and was doing his engineering at a private university.His mother, 45 years old, was a teacher and worked in a private school near to his home. She was a bit bulky and decent-looking woman. She had. They’ll think you’re totally inept at that point.”Bob traded my gloves and I got ready to pitch. I threw my non-breaking curveball. Their batter was ready for it and I wasn’t worried about hitting him. I decided to throw him some heat because I expected his first thought would be to get out of the way of a wayward pitch. If he was leaning back, he would never have a chance.I hadn’t really uncorked one yet, either. Several things combined to improve my arm strength and flexibility: the weight. "Now sissy it's time that you learned about what happens when you getolder, soon you're going to like boys they are going to want you to dothings with them and you are going to have sexual desires. As yourDaddy I don't want you to face the dangers of having sexual relationsout in the real world so you are going to learn about it in the safetyof my home."I shook my head in objection and Daddy reached down and grabbed my arm."You are also going to learn how to be a proper young lady and learnsome. Naked was the only rule of the house. Clothes were for when you left.Her coffee machine was on a timer, so she poured herself a fresh cup and walked into the living room. Seating herself on her favorite arm chair and her cup on the table, she lay back and opened her legs.Her pussy was freshly waxed and smooth. Her lips were already wet, waiting for her to begin. Her first touch made her sigh. This was not a quick play to relieve desire, it was to be long and slow, with a gradual build up to her.