“Still thinking of me?”The tent in the front of my pants stood out again. I walked slowly towards the stage as they called my name. They called Ke...i’s name as well and she headed for the stage. The band leader introduced all of the players and I called out an easy tune so everyone could get warmed up. I sang and managed who was doing solos and did everything I could do to make everyone look good. We finished the song and one of the guitar players needed to tune his guitar, so I began to chat up. I reached her house in the early morning on the 25th of June. I was expecting her to open the door. But it was her husband who opened the door. I greeted him and went to sleep after I came to know that bhabhi was still asleep.I woke up to the sound of utensil rattling around 9:30 am. I got up and looked for bhaiya. But, he was gone and there she was, in the kitchen with her ass swinging sideways now and then in her tightly draped saree. That is what makes me go weak in the knees.I greeted my. My mom has firm boobs that every man dreams to hold and an ass that deserves some good spanking.Now, coming to the incident, it was during dinner time, and it was just mom and me having a peaceful dinner. I had a huge itch in my genital area, and I was constantly scratching it, hoping that mom wouldn’t notice me.After dinner when mom and I were about to watch TV, I went to the bathroom to pee and noticed a huge pimple on my penis. I panicked because I never had any pimples in that area. Not. "Oh, Jean, this is so good, you are so great in bed." "Well, I have been told that before. More than once. It's so nice to be in bed with a man again. And with such a nice cock inside me." She had a hand down rubbing over her clit as I stroked in and out of her. And, she was making some very nice moves under me as I did. Maybe Janet's talent in bed was genetic in origin, I wondered, maybe she gets it all from her mom. "Oh, this is what I miss so much, this feeling of a man inside me, making me.