Her ass was one of the many fascinating things that he craved about her body.“David! Stop this. I’m your own mother!” she weakly complained, ful...y knowing that after last night it would be impossible for him to treat her that way anymore. With a sigh, she stopped washing the dishes as she put her hands onto the sink to help support herself, as her adolescent son began to thrust instead of only rubbing. Wanting to feel as much of her ass he could, he started to pull her towards him, while. There’s only so many burgers and fries I could handle. I found the idea of one person focusing on me rather intoxicating. No one competing for attention, and no little voice in the back of my head wondering who will be in my bed tonight. She didn’t accept my offer of a nightcap, rather I just dropped her off at her place and she gave me a chaste kiss on the lips. I grabbed her again and kissed her deeply. She returned the kiss then scurried out of the car and through her front door. After the. That's the both of us without guilt, without a lot of stupid questions, and equal in all respects," she said."I'm not following you," I said."You have my full permission to play on the side too. I only want the same thing you have a right to require of me," she said."Huh?" I said."You have to promise me that you will not become emotionally involved with any of the fluff that you take to bed. Play all you want, but always come home to me. There will be no questions from me, no sidelong jealous. 4. Servant Boy (Simul) – 18 years old, very slim, 7” uncut cock, bi-sexual.5. Me – 28 years old, chubby, little hairy and bi-sexual.My family was living in a village farm-house surrounded by our own farms just outside a town called Sangli, Maharashtra. Life was normal, just like any other family except one thing, we all fucked each other. Read on to find out how we became one close ideal family. Chapter 1: (Initiation)One fateful day, I wanted our servant boy & our watchman’s help in moving.