It was pretty large but only one level. I began wondering around looking for the men's room. I passed by rows and rows of racks, attempting to look li...e I was shopping but really just scanning the walls for the restroom signs.I finally found it, with my heart pounding, I paused before entering.I pushed the door open and walked past a guy at the urinal. He was obviously startled, I quickly glanced at him. Too shy to make eye contact, continued walking and went into the handicap stall.I shut the. I kiss his full lips passionately as I unbuckle his belt and unzip his slacks. I hop off the bar and gently tug him over to one of the tables by the windows. I sit on the table and again pull him close between my legs. I run my hands slowly up his sides and take off his shirt. He takes off my shirt the same manner and I unhook the clasp in the front of my bra. With my voluptuous tits before him, he buries his face in them and lays me down on the table. I can feel my pussy getting wet as he. Kuch din mom ka yahi scene chala or kabi kabar jab woh kitchen may hothe toh dupatta ve nikal dete the maine window say dekha lakin yeh kahani ve kuch he din chali or fir hum apne ghar aa gaye or mom ka boob darshan ve bandh ho gaye.Abb mai pareshan tha ki asal may yeh tha kya mom chahte kya the maine net may bohut questions dale iskay bare may cht pay logo say pucha lakin koi sahi jabab nahe mila. kya maine ek lucky chance miss kar diya tha kya hamesha mai yahi sochta or slowly slowly mom ka. The stuff tastedawful, even though he was well used to it now. His problem was that itstill kept falling off of the tiny spoon with every bite he tried totake. It took forever to eat it all.Mel poured herself another cup of coffee and leaned back against thecounter to watch him trying to eat. Watching him struggle like aninfant never seemed to get old. It seemed like the harder he tried, themore he failed. Sometimes she wanted to laugh out loud - occasionally,she did. Over and over again,.