Niche mujhe jana he tha to mai seediyo tak aake khadi ho gayi or unki baate sunne lagi.Mummy : aap tv dekhiye mai 2 min Me aayi.Chacha : areey bhaitho...na kaha jaa rahi ho.Mummy: dever ji mai bus abhi aayi 2 min me.Chacha : chalo aajao advertisement chal raha hai jaldi aa jao.Mummy: haa bus aahe rahi hu.(Or mai dheere se jaake sidiyo pe chupke dekhne lagi or sab sun rahi thi.)Mummy khadi hui or bed room ki taraf chali gayi. Mujhe darr lag raha tha ki kahi mummy mujhe dekh na le ki mai khadi ho. From talking to him, you wouldn't suspect know he was gay. We were great friends, and he had never made as much of a flirtation with me. I left well enough alone, but if only he knew that my heterosexual armor had more than a few chinks in it.For years, my curiosity had been growing, churning within me until last week, when he phoned me at home, just the sound of his voice stirred my manhood into a full erection. I sat on my couch, stiff cock out and stroking it, while he talked about the. Then we could hold back no more. Soundlessly, my cock was screaming out for him. And I wanted his. Our hands obeyed our hormones. Now we were anything but soundless. We kissed again. Our tongues became as active as our hands. Until, simultaneously, we found release. What had seemed a lifetime of magisterial tyranny and parental disapprobation was blown away in a moment of pure ecstasy.We sat back. We were happy.It was only later that night when the guilt set in. Deep, long-lasting. For four. "Ok," Joy said panting now, though still perhaps quivering from her almost unreasonable fear rather than excitement, though it was no doubt a combination of both perhaps. "Put it in just a little ... not all the way though, I want to see it ... watch you as you ease it inside her."What I did ... Joy did. Placing just the tip of my hard swollen cock at the opening of her mother's cunt, Joy did as well. I watched her now turn on the toy to its lowest setting, and then merely hold it ... only the.