Me mummy ke muh me loda pura ghusata aur phir bahar nikaalta.Aur 15 min tak lund se meri mallu mummy ko lund chusane ke baad mujhse control nahi hua a...r phir me jor jor se mummy ke muh jhadne lagaa.Main – ohhh.Kya chustiho.Mummmyyyhhh.Aahhhhhhh.Leelaaaaaa.Le.Le.Lee.Aahhhhhhhhh.Meri mallu mummy ne bhi pura maal pi liya aur mere lund ko chaat ke saaf kar diya.Ab maine phir se mummy ko pakada aur apne se chipka liya.Ab mummy ke boobs mere seene se dab rahe the aur me mummy ko smooch karne lage.Ab. " she said grabbing the remote. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I saw you looking at me in the mirror." she said with a smile. "I don't know what you saw or thought you saw but I wasn't..." "It's ok I wanted you to see, that's why I left the door slightly open." she said. "But you hate me, you've hated me for over a year ever since..." In my mind I went back through the months trying to remember the exact date April started to treat me with hostility. Then it hit me..."It was right about the. One day she had bought a complete new set of dress from the mall she had been working in and her dress code had changed due to her promotion, which I came to know later. So, on that day her father and mother had been out to somewhere, and as usual I was on the window gazing and appreciating her cleavage as well as her bare areas while bending during brooming and all at her home. But suddenly she came with a packet having her new clothes line and was looking at them one by one and was smiling. I badly wanted a small glimpse of the cleavage or my hands to make way inside them. But obviously, the second thought wasn’t going to happen that easily. She must not have seen me ogling at her boobs whenever I got a chance to because she remained a bit carefree with her dress.The day came to an end and I haven’t made any moves to even get a peck on my cheeks. I was disheartened to come back to my room and started thinking for some plans. I only had 2 more weeks before we go for our respective.