She used to be very friendly with me and I used to call her Amma (mom). Her friends asked her to marry as it will be useful for her in future, but she...objected. She treated me as her own son and I also have a great respect and love towards her as my mom.I and my mom use to sleep in the same room on the same bed till I completed intermediate. After that I had my separate room as I was grown up. I was happy till the 2nd year of my engineering. Because it was in the 2nd year of engineering I came. As we got closer the nipples started to get erect, making very obvious points in the material.“You look beautiful,” I said as I greeted her with a quick kiss. When I had put my hand around her, I deliberately stroked down her back noticing that there were no signs of any underwear.“I didn’t want anything to get in the way when you choose to take me.” She whispered in my ear. She then walked over to Tommy, “Hi I’m Kym, and Mom asked me to help you in the kitchen.” She said as she leaned forward. That’s when a sweet voice said “hey how’s the sketch” it was Aditi holding the canvas in front of her chest facing towards me. That was the very first time I saw her, she was a masterpiece In herself beautiful eyes, lovely curly long hair, beautiful smile anyone would die for. I was in an entire different world admiring her heavenly beauty. “Hello mister are u there” Aditi said with a slight blush on her face may b aware of the fact that I was lost in her thoughts. “Not as beautiful as you” I. She washed me all over, soaping my now totally smooth skin. Her touch was so sensual that I could have stayed there forever. She led me from the shower and dried me, gently towelling me all over. Even in bare feet she stood a good 4? taller than me but I did not care."Now for your present" she said to me as she led me to the bedroom. "I think it will be the right size". From the bed she picked the item up. It only measure about a foot by six inches. I looked at it wondering what it was. It was.