I could tell that the guest room, where I was sleeping, was already setup to do massages. She left me alone for a couple minutes, and I gotnaked and d...aped a towel over my butt as I laid down on the bed.The first surprise was when she came back into the room, she waswearing just a bathrobe. The way it loosely exposed her substantialcleavage made me dizzy. I had to turn my head and have a good look, soI made an excuse to do so by stating the obvious: "You, uh, changedinto a bathrobe!" "Yes,. This worked to my advantage, because what would happen next would be something I would think about often. We both lay on Abby's bed, weighed down by the amount of alcohol we had consumed. My head hit her soft pillow, my jaw was slightly open. She lay close to me..just close enough to touch. I giggled to myself. Abby was making unintelligible remarks. "ahhh.", she whispered softly. My eyes truly saw her for the first time. She was vulnerable, her dark brown hair lay over her brown eyes. Her. I walked out of the room and laughing silently making sure not to wake the house.The morningMum’s ViewI can’t believe he did that to me. He humiliated me and raped me; his mother. I cried throughout the night silently praying that my husband wouldn’t find out. He seemed to out of it, so he could hear my cries. I laid there whilst my son fucked me and I knew it wouldn’t b the end of it, the only problem was did I want it to stop. It appalled me to know what he had done to me, it made me feel. My name is Manohar, presently 33 years of age, born and brought up in Visakhapatnam (Andhra Pradesh). Back ground, myself was considered to be handsome and friendly among known circle. Let us come. I was married newly at that time and enjoying sexual life to its maximum with my wife. I got an invitation from my eternal Uncle who is stays in Agra and all our family members (my self-wife-and my parents-4) decided to go and reservations are also made accordingly. Last minute I was forced to stay.