I could feel the heat of her body along my shaft. Mom had to know what it was. She couldn’t think it was my hand, could she? “That was last night....I was drunk. But I can’t do this with you Jeremy. You’re my son. It’s not right.”“I know you like sex Mom. I could tell last night. You didn’t mind that I’m your son then.”Mom tried to move back but all she succeeded in doing was rolling onto her back. “We can’t do this. It’s i****t.” Mom was saying the words but there was no conviction behind them.. Mai bhi massage dene laga. Ice massage dene laga ek ice ka tukda mu mai liya or Uske face pe ghumane laga or ice kiss karte karte humne ek ice kha liya tha or fir maine uske sare kapde utar diye or usko sirf panty mai rakha or maine apne kapde utar diye or mai bhi sirf boxer mai tha. Ab maine dusra tukda ice ka liye or uski garden pe or pet pe or boobs peg humane laga who toh mano sathwe asman mai thi. Maine uski belly pe ice ka tukda rakha or boobs ko suck karne laga. Kay nipple the mai toh. She then said , ” maybe i know whats bothering you but you need to understand that its natural at this age and all you need to do is make a new gf.Then there wont be such awkward moments and we would be cool with each other.” i just nodded my head and i didnt realised that i was staring right at her round full breasts and she was staring at me. I soon realised and said sorry and starting pleading her not to tell her to anyone and started crying and told her that i was too much alone and at this. They were gone before she went to school and neither of them got home until after seven in the evening. Kit made it home in record time, opening the front door ten minutes after leaving the school grounds. Usually it took her a good half hour, but today she had power walked with a passion. Sweat beaded on her brow and trickled irritably between her shoulder blades. She slammed the door closed and raced up the stairs to her bedroom. Flinging her school things on the floor, she sat down on the.