I was starring at her boobs continuously as hypnotised person.She made a noise by clearing her throat and my vision was disturbed and I can in to real...world. I did apologies for this starring at her. She said it’s ok and asked me haven’t you seen this before? I replied I have but not this lovely big and beautiful. To which she sail do you like to feel them. I could not make up my mind weather its true or just a dream? During this time Doreen came close to me where I was sitting and sat next. Now only vijay and attender starts wearing dress. But mom in the same condition.Due to some noises she opened her eyes and shocked and she was acting to hide her pussy and boob from me.But dad asking do you gave any faithful to husband how dare you fucking these two bastards when i am present.You are fucking these two men while i am with you .How many dicks fuck you bitch.Tell who impregnating you.Mom: criedMom tells the story about how she was sexually unsatisfied and taken by village. You beckon me forward. I remove my shirt, and take a bottle of shower gel, squirting a little of it in to my hands. You turn and smile over your shoulder, your wonderful silky gold hair streaming over your shoulders, running with sparkling water. I take the invitation to wash you back, and begin to run my hands in circles over your shoulder blades and back. I hear you sigh, as I smooth my lubricated fingers over your ribs and down to you waist, then down to your outer thighs, down to the backs. We were roll-playing an evolving Dom/sub scenario in which I had been a very bad girl. During a rest break I skimmed the text of our ping-ponging messages, and suddenly I felt a strong urge to type, so I began. The core of this story then appeared on the screen, line after line without pause, pouring out of some dim recess in my brain. I found myself typing almost error free, a rarity for me. When I was done I just sat there for awhile, a bit stunned. Where the hell did that come from, I.