Hum logo 1 dost ki tarah the per aaj kal na jane kyon mere man usse dekh ke machalne laga tha khair jo bi tha main to uskain naam ki muthha mar k kaam...chala leta tha kuch dino se main dekh raha tha ki meri bahan badi uddas rahne lagi the main us se iski wajah poochi per usne kuch jabab nahi diya lekin mere bahut Poochne per usne shrmatain huye bataya ki bhaiye uski peshab wali jagah se khoon aata hain or jor jor se rone lagi wo soch rahi the ki us se koi beemari ho gayi hain thabhi mere demmag. "My eyes shot up. "Me? She's my mother." Like you didn't see it last night. C'mon, I'm not feeling well."I reentered the shed and found Mom's shorts and panties where she had tossed them the previous day. If she could take them off, why the hell couldn't she put them back on? Locked in her own mind, she somehow got partway out for sex. Had she always been a sex maniac or was that part of her mental illness? At home she had seemed so reserved. Before all this happened, I had never even thought. ." He didn't need to finish that sentence. Already all kinds of horrifying scenarios crossed my mind. I knew he was serious, testing my abilities had been a recurring theme over the last Weeks and his punishments for failing were always extremely harsh. Keeping five points was my goal. I could never withstand all their tortures, especially with my strength fading over time, so ten was out of the question. But failing here... I had been through too much to show such weakness. Not to mention what. She told me that he kept looking at her longingly while they talked, and then she leaned over and gently started to kiss him. He said to her, barely keeping the lust he felt under control, “You don’t have to do this you know.’ She said, “I know I don’t have too but I want too.” While they were kissing, I hadn’t noticed, but she said his hand was inside her blouse and all over her boobs and she loved feel of his rough, manly fingers rubbing her tender nipples and soft breasts.I slipped quietly.