Mi tar jam khush zalo ani maza lavda tar purna tight zalla ani to baherun pan kalat hota ki maza lavda purna tight aahe te, pan mi tharavale ch hote k... kahi zale tari tila zavaychech.Tila to daba hatala yet navta mhanun mi tila madat karayla mhanun tichya magun gelo ani tila magun purna chikatlo ani tichya hatatun daba khali ghetla ani daba khali ghetana maza tatlela bulla tichya gandila asa ghasla ki tila kalalech ki mi garam zalo ahe te. Daba khali thevlya nantar pan mi tasach tichya gandila. That was… incredible,” I tell him. He seems relieved, and smiles at me. A real smile, nothing superior or sardonic in it, something he’s never done with me. To my surprise, it lights up the dim room. But I know this interlude is coming to a close. Everything about it has been longer, more… powerful… than before, but our personal circumstances haven’t changed in the last six months. We know this thing between us can never go anywhere, but we can’t seem to help ourselves when we’re in the same. It was beautiful, the setting sun bounced off the water enchanting Stef as she watched. There was a dance floor that had specks of gold glitter strewn about it and soft classical music drifted from speakers hidden from view. “This is beautiful Dusty, thank you for bringing me here.” She looked around as couples began to fill the room, she wished that everyone would arrive so that the cruise could begin. The waitress approached their table and asked them for their drink order. They both placed. It's just that ... well, you're my mom and it feels funny to hear you say stuff like that." And to see me do stuff like that?"Bobby turned and stared at his mother. Her eyes were focused on the road as she maneuvered through traffic. He looked at her face and then the swell of her breasts and finally her lap and legs. In his mind he saw her naked -- her breasts, her ass, her pussy. When she turned towards him he quickly looked away."Well?" she asked, the index finger of her right hand tapping.