They’re so into their game with her they’ve said tojust go.”“But the recordings, the pictures?”“These two so meet ...ll their needs I don’t think we needworry. We’ve kept our side of the bargain. Let’s just goand get out of this hellhole.”I interjected, “Please, tell me what you know before youleave.”“She’s already said too much,” he replied, dragging hiswife to the door.“What did you mean,. .i said no no dont call mom.then she asked what to do. I told her one me my friend was in same trouble and he got ok.she asked how.i told her that his sister massaged and licked it. She told me i will do whatever to you to get ok.then i told her massage my cock with oil. she went to kitchen and brought some oil and applied on my cock and started massaging it..i was sitting on sofa she bent in front me and massaging my cock.later after some time i showed her how to stroke and suck . Now my plan. She is kind to everyone and everyone loves her for her kindness. She normally wears sarees and occasionally churidars and mostly nightie in the house. I admired my mom since my childhood. But I don’t know when it turned into lust or love. During the last stage of my teenage (I was 19 years old then), I started to like my mom differently. I mean, I started to think of her as my girlfriend. That was usual for mom and son. But soon after, I got the knowledge of masturbation. I started to. He is now staring deep into her eyes as he strokes his hard twitching cock through his trousers. Knowing her plan is working she plunges two fingers deep into her pussy, arching her back and throwing her head back over the chair. She slides her fingers in and out feeling her pussy beginning to tighten. Her handsome stranger is now leaning forward over the balcony to try and get a closer look. Her spare hand reaches into her bag and she lifts out her small vibrator. Switching onto high she.