Meri maa ko paapa ke sabhi jaydat mile.ham isi paise se sukhi hai. Meri maa ki boobs to bahuth achhi hai. O roz yoga karthi hai isise o apne figure ko...maintain karthi hai.mein jab ninth std mein tha jab yeh haadsa hua. Ek din mein mera composition book ghar mein hi chod ke gaya tha.usi din mujhe us book ko submit karne ka tha.mein ek hour bunk karke ghar aaya tho door lock kiya tha . Mein samja maa bahar gayi hogi isliyemein apne key leke door ko open kiya aur mere room gaya.tab mujhe maa ke. This particular day she wore a just above the knee black dress with white plaid stripes, red heels and nails to match she looked great. As we sat there all chatting like we usually did - me checking out my milfy looking aunt, twice married, tight, sexy clothes on and that smile she always had...- i started getting a slight bulge in my jeans, which I adjusted slyly like you do when you're that age and I'm not sure if she saw me doing that or maybe she caught a glimpse of me checking her out but. It was two nights later when I again rolled out of bed and made my way in the dark to the bathroom in a sleepy stupor. After relieving myself, I walked out of the bathroom and my cock slapped against another cock. This time I stood there in the dimly lit hallway. Slap! Again a cock crossed swords with mine. My enraged cock grew harder and I swung my hips this time meeting the offending cock with an opposing blow. My man-tool slammed hard against my roommate's dick accepting the challenge. Our. But I'd been training myself to avoid hasty reactions and thinkthrough what to do next in strange or stressful moments. So I simplysmiled vapidly and said, "Well ..."I pretended to weigh up the options, while in fact searching for anythingthat would sound vaguely plausible. "The clothes, I think," I saideventually. "You know, I love shopping and the chance to wear so manyfantastic outfits ... And, I suppose I'm quite the exhibitionist, so thechance to go down the catwalk in front of lots of.