The tip of my eighteen year old hardon slipped in. Her soft warm pussy enveloped my cockhead. My body trembled. I pushed in, and my cock's shaft felt ...he embrace of the welcoming walls. More and more of the shaft slid into her. Every movement gave me more pleasure. My stoned head spun. The feeling of my cock being squeezed by my mother's very tight pussy was euphoric. Our two bushes merged. My cock was fully engulfed. My eyes started their roll up.I pulled out and, with her legs almost over her. And I would feel even more so when Mom does the rest.It was then I noticed the small box that had been under the dress. Iopened it and found a diamond necklace with two clip-on diamond earrings.It was obviously fake from the size of the stones but I knew how amazingthe shiny pieces would look against all the black I was wearing.I put them on, and my new shoes, checked to be sure I was as together asI could possibly get and went to visit Mom for the completion of my look.Mom was waiting in a. I sat back in my chair and waved a hand, asking him to go ahead and enlighten me.^^^^^^^^"You see," he began, "there are just a handful of reasons why someone with as many stories as you have written would skip that area. First, maybe you don't find anything about men erotic. But I read your one masturbation story, and even without hinting at what his fantasies are you nailed the whole physical sensuality of the experience." He chuckled. "Granted, that's kind of like the cliche of writing what. The conversation was interesting -I heard the guy,(his name was Ajay and was going to USA to finish his Masters and was asking my wife what she was doing.My wife said she is a student and returning to India .Both had a nice conversation and both seemed to like each other’s company.Finally they finished the lunch and thats when Ajay suggested that they utilise the Lounge Facility there to rest for a few hours.My wife happily agreed.I thought i cant be left behind and introduced myself to Ajay.