My mom is very shy – polite and kind in nature . We are all together a happy family with traditional middleclass joint family values .My grandfather...(my father’s uncle) had no issue for some health problem belongs to my grandmother . So they treat my father as his own son after death of my father’s parent in an accident at his c***d hood .But the story begins in this way …….Then I was a teenager of 15 years old , my mom was 37 , and my grandfather was a resent ex-service man . At that time I. She did as she was ordered and eagerly started to suck his cock but I ordered her to slow down as did not want him coming to fast, so she did as she was told and slowed down taking her time sucking on the head of his cock. I pushed the bench forwards and ordered her to take his full length. She shook her head and let his cock slip out of her mouth and she looked up at me and said that she could not do it so I slapped my hand across her ass and ordered her to take his cock, she hesitated so I. The women leaves and the next 3 hours pass and Jen breaks for lunch walking over to the restrooms Jen sits to pee and hears crying in the stall next to her. Jen finishes washes her hands and starts to leave but something stops her going to the stall door and knocking softly HEY ARE YOU OK? Jen waits and the door opens it is that same women. Jen again ask ARE YOU OK? Yes I'm fine just a rotten mother that's all Jen says I seen you when you got her those k**s looked fine and very happy too. Yea. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that directly under her skin lies her uterus. I circle my hands up to just below her breasts. I am tempted to fondle her, but I’m not sure what our boundaries are, so I traverse sideways to wash her sides. I get more soap to wash her arms and back. I get more soap and lather her butt, down her left leg and up her right. I stop my hands just below her vulva. I reach up to press the little button on the shower-head and rinse her off. I hold her close and.