......Hmmmm?” He stammered, looking down and shuffling his feet in the puddle beneath his soaked shoes. “I’m not stupid. I know when I’m bein... followed,” she asserted. “Why are you following me? Are you some sort of stalker?” For once in his life, he was speechless. How much did she know? He looked intently at her face, then quickly away. What he saw, emblazoned across her furrow, was a look of knowing—she was on to him, and he was caught without recourse. “Are you?!” she insisted. Then,. Soon I was sat in a trap reading the dirty stories, still at that stage mainly hetro, with the odd gay one and zero TV tales. As Ibent forward to read a good one at the bottom of the door, somethingtouched my shoe, and looking down I saw a fist giving the wankingsign and then wiggled a middle finger. I understood the wanking bitbut at the time Didn't understand the finger (I found out not very much later).My immediate. Mausi jalde se pani leke aiyen mene washroom ka darwaja khula mere ankhe jal rahe the , mujhe ye hosh nahe raha ke me nanga hon , mene jalde se darwaja khula aur muasi se pani leke apne oper dala fir jug mausi ko diya , wo bharne gae aur dosra jug leke aien mene us se apna face saf kiya , mere ankhe lal red ho gaye the , jab mene muasi ko dekha to wo mere tool ( penis ) ko dekh rahe the . Mene age se hath diya aur towel lene ke liye barha muasi has kar boli ab to dekh liye to tu jawan ho gaya. She was pressing her boobs to suppress the feelings. After some time, he dragged her onto the bed and the licking episode resumed.After a while of licking, mom moaned loudly and cummed on his face. Sir wiped his face and proceeded up to kiss mom. They started tonguing each other which seemed gross but also gave me a hard-on. I took out my cock and started shagging because I have never seen such compassionate and wild sex before.Now sir started removing her lehenga and then wore a condom. In the.