When she began puberty, it wasn’t the normal kind of exploration that brought on masturbation. It was the distinct excitement between an itch and an...ache that seemed to vibrate at the confluence of her vaginal lips—happening strongest just before her periods. The first time she touched herself it was to quell the itch. But soon the touching became an ache that could only be calmed with gentle manipulation. Soon the ache became a blissful journey that ended in ecstatic spasms.Her parents were. Licking the tip, sliding my foreskin up and down, “OH FUCK” I moan again.. I know it’s about time, and as much as you want to please me, take me, show me how much you love my cock by sucking me dry. But I don’t give you that pleasure yet. No. Not yet. First I must make you cum. So I reach down with my hand and grab you hard by your wet hair, and pull you up almost violently away from my cock. I pull you up, and spin you around and push you face first against the shower wall, my. She was looking a sex bomb. She was wearing normal Indian saree butmuch below her navel. I am sure that if her saree slips a cm further down her pubic hair wouldbe visible.Then we left house and went to mall. There we went to a nice store to get something special.As we entered the shop one salesman came to us and asked “can I help you mam” He was Atul.I saw Atul was fucking my mom with his eyes. He was looking at my mom up and down and paid special attention to her assets. He got instant. She broke things off with me in January and I am very grateful for that. She also introduced me to a very popular dating web site and told me how it worked. (I will be forever grateful for that!) I joined it and created my profile then started dating again. I went on several dates and had sex with 3 different women in the span of three months. One girl was just a little crazy, jumping my bones with her young ones just outside the door, not cool, and I had enough of crazy for one lifetime, so I.