Upon my accession to the throne my school-masters and classmates had been moved into Buckingham Palace (although, alas, dear Miss Twygg had been dismi...sed amid much grumbling about her ‘strange ideas’ from the elderly gentlemen who dominated the cabinet), and I was able to select eight of my closest friends as train-bearers. I doubted that they much appreciated the honour, as they were required to dress in clothes as ostentatious and uncomfortable as mine, but they gamely agreed to bear the. My mom smilingly said yes. He then said. I want to say one thing to you. I like you although u r married and mother of two. My mom replied that she too has developed a sense of liking him. Both smiled at each other and now he kept his hand on my mom’s shoulder. My mom just submitted her body to him. He just hugged her and kissed her on her lips.Even I don’t understand how it happened so fast. My mom was now completely over taken by that fellow. I was a bit angry too. But I was getting a hard on. Life went on like this until I finished my school. My father sent me to Delhi for my higher education. After all, he wanted a graduate for his family from a big institute. When I reached the college, I focused only on my education and on nothing else. Well, that was what I thought I would do. But none of that happened. The moment, I came to this college, I saw many girls wearing shorts and half-skirts. I just kept staring at their legs. I have only seen those types of girls in the movies. But. Wearing only a bra and a tiny thong, her bare ass-cheeks felt soft and warm on his thighs. His mother snaked her arms around his neck and gently pulled his face into her impressive cleavage - sighing happily as her son buried his face into the soft swell of her breasts. “You gave her quite the fucking.”Jason looked around his mother to his aunt once more. Sarah was still cut off from every sensation other than touch - blindfolded, gagged, and with earplugs in - she was completely oblivious to.