Nahi ayse to koi baat nahi apki baat sun rahi thi ..to es liya aysa hoa ab samjeAdmai … aik baat pocho such such baatao ge ?Didi … ji pochayAdmai�...� os din wasay apko kasa laga tha ?Didi … ehehehehe …. kiya baataon ? mmm dar lag raha tha kay ap kiya kar rahay ho itnay rush main but acha he lag raha tha. magar apnay maray kapray kharab kar diya thay apko yaad hai ?Admai … haan aap theek bol rahi ho magar jab train main aap khare hoe thi tab mainy aap ki shalwar nechay karta tha magar aap opper kar. I slowly slip down and his tongue finds my clit. Oh god is it tender and sensitive. I hold my tights down and feel his tongue flick across my sweet spot. Fuck! I open my eyes and notice that he is stroking his cock. Fuck! I almost cum, but hold off as he pushes me off him. He stands up and smiles at me. His cock is sticking out of his pants and I turn toward him. He pulls his pants off and I get on all fours, showing him my ass. He kisses my back and then slides his tongue into my swollen. NO. Really. But we were running through a grocery store buying the perishables for the week and we happened to go down the wine aisle.I like a glass of wine or two in the evening, and honestly, at this point, I was starting to get a little excited about the cabin.I told him to get some. “I like a glass or two in the evenings. We can share...”“Sounds genteel,” he said.“It is.”“I’ve never been much of a wine drinker.”“Good,” I laughed. “We’re not drinking much wine.”I bought a bunch.That ‘not. After a few weeks of doing this, my mind began to fail me: I started to become withdrawn and depressed since I knew mom would never allow me to have her in that way. I no longer hung out with my buddies after school or talked with anyone except relatives that would come by to visit. Who would believe it, a depressed eighteen-year-old son who wanted to fuck his mother’s ass! I was withdrawn socially and I could only put it down to wanting my very own mother. My mother noticed my sulking and.