Her headache was partly the consequence of the several large glasses of scotch she had downed after Lionel had left but mostly it was because of what ...ad happened while he was in the flat and in particular how she felt about her own behaviour.She’d called the office and told them that she wasn’t feeling well. That was true, but the trouble was she didn’t know, even when she felt better, how she was ever going to be able to look Lionel in the face, ever again.It was as she was contemplating a. “Fuck me”. I turned around still on my knees and leaned over, presented my white ass and willing asshole, spread my cheeks with my hand and waited. He pulled me back to him and I felt the head of his cock against my asshole. I relaxed and he shoved the head inside and my ass lips quivered, relaxed and invited it in.Then he thrust it deeper and then began to stroke me. Each stoke a little deeper as I moaned in ecstasy his hot cock filling my ass. I began to fuck back and match his stroke. I. He asked how she used to breastfeed her. Sona was silent. Suraj slowly opened the blouse and the bra of Sona and exposed her boobs.He was looking at the breasts of her mother. He started pressing one and sucking one. Sona was still on his lap. He brought her down and made her stand in front of him. His hands were on the ropes of her petticoat. He loosened the petticoat. The sari and petticoat together fell on the ground.Sona was not wearing a panty. In front of Suraj was his mother Sona, fully. Her waist length strawberry blonde ringlets were adorned with pretty hair accessories, her lips look like the red color of ripe strawberries and her eyes were the very color of the ocean, which he found dangerous and mysterious. He couldn’t help it. All of a sudden he was leaning over and he slowly gave her a sweet kiss. She blinked once. That felt so good and he leaned over to kiss her sweet lips once again. “Euvin”, she panicked, “What are you doing” “Sssh” he quieted her softly. He stared.