." I stopped, not being able to speak. I must have stood there like a k** in a candy store. Mouth open, eyes popping out of my head. The bulge in my p...nts getting harder.There she was, my mom, laying on the bed in a very sheer night gown, not like the one from last week. This one revealed everything. Every curve of her body, every detail. The small black patch between her legs with, not droplets of water like I thought last time, but droplets of her juices. I could see the sharpness of her. When the tingle built to insurmountable heights all I could say was "I'mcumming", and gushed in her mouth. Watching her drink my sweet pussy honey,and licking up every drop, I knew I wanted more.So bringing her up to me I licked my cum off her pretty face before Ikissed her and kissed her deeply, as I fumbled to slip her out of herleotards.Breaking our kiss I said, "I think we're over dressed", with a smile weboth stopped what we were doing to get naked. As we undressed I asked herif she had. Imagination creates the dream, but visualization converts the dream into reality. What? I couldn’t digest this statement. What we want to get, we can achieve them by visualization?? I couldn’t second with her. I laughed and asked, “Miss Mandira, if I would sleep all the days and visualize about the Best Employee Award of the Year, then could I get that?!” Mandira said, “Yes!” still I couldn’t believe on her. She added, “If u want something, u would visualize that. And visualization would drive. Koi aur mere innocence ka fayda uthaye usse acha he ki tum hi meri virginity tod do. Kyuki me tumse pyar karti hu aur bohot bharosa karti hu tumpe.Ronak- Par ye galat he. Me tumhe use nahi karna chahta.Me- Par me chahti hu ki tum mujhe use karo. Please Ronak. I love you. I want you. I need you ye baat sunkar Ronak apna control kho betha aur fir se mujhe kiss karne laga. Kiss karte karte wo mujhe piche ki diwar ki taraf force kar raha tha aur me dhire dhire piche jake diwar se takrai.Wo mujhe.