She got a little crocked, even though I tried to hold back on the supply." She kissed him again, feeling very loving, and sat down on ...he arm of the big chair. "Looks like she worked you over pretty good, lover boy. You're kind of pale and pooped." Travis sighed. "I may not be able to walk upstairs without help. Wow! I thought you and I had some great sessions, but mom is the wildest. She's been without fucking for a long time, she said,. For a moment I was confused about the question. Why wouldn’t I scream? There was still a lot of dizziness and grogginess lingering in my brain. I didn’t know the answer to that question. Why wouldn’t I scream? I should. The moment I gasped for air and opened my mouth to let out a cry for help he chuckled and folded the wet smelly cloth over my face again. ‘That took a while.’ He said. It didn’t smell as bad as it did last time, maybe because he wasn’t continuously dropping fresh. A trance that was broken when she turned the water off. I quickly got away from the door, and went back to my bedroom. That night I was so happy. I thought about how she looked in the shower; Her wet body, in the hot steamy mist. It was enough to make me cum 3 times over. Then I went on to thinking about her in bed…and me with her. I had been obsessed with her beauty for some time, and thought that she had a sexy body, but this was the first time I thought about her as a possible sex partner.. He was helping mom out by staying as an in-house help. He’s very important in this story. I will explain more about him in part 2.Me: Sure, maa.The next morning I woke up a bit early. I noticed my mom’s room door was closed completely. Her room door generally is kept open if she calls for help. Arun used to sleep in the hall. I see his bed made, but the sheets are still perfect, as though he hadn’t slept there.I think he might have made it in the morning. I go towards the fridge. I see a sticky.