. , " John whispered to her. "Your pussy is a swampy mess with your juice." Ughhhh." Janice spread her legs wider as the heat within grew. Her son's w...rd burned into her brain."Tell me mom... Tell me what you want"Janice raised her eyes for the first time and looked deep into her son's. Her mouth moved, but only a small squeak come out."Say it... SAY IT!"John pulled his finger from her dripping snatch and waited. His mother was standing before him breathing heavily. Her robe had fallen off her. "Wendy, I want to tell you something," I said.She looked at me and before I could speak again she spoke."I feel it too. I don't know what it is about you Tom, but I think you are very special as well. I might even be falling for you."I gulped. That wasn't what I had planned."Uhhh, Wendy..." Her face dropped."Oh crap, I did it again, didn't I? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you off."I shook my head."No, no, no. That was just not what I was going to tell you."Yeah that made things better!A. She seemed like some completely unexpected gift, some anomaly, a sudden bright splash of color in the endless grey of struggle. After their dinner plates were cleared they looked at the dessert menu. He insisted on treating her to a crème brulee. Although neither knew it that night, this was to become their special shared pleasure once they were together, the quest for a great dessert to share on those romantic nights to come in Moscow. Without realizing it, they were already beginning to form. .Me: But whats wrong in holding..Varsha: People will think ek buddhi itne gabru Jawan ke saath kys gum rahi hain..Me: Let them think…but had you worn western dress u would have never looked buddhi..Varsha: Is it… Iwould have looked like Hot sizzling Filmy heroine and she laughed.First time I realized how naughty she was from inside….I told herMe: Ok Varsha please let us hold…Varsha: Hmmm Man doesnt ask they hold…I realized what she meant and how idiot I was…I caught her hand and felt in 7th.