My mom was not exactly June Cleaver. She was an alcoholic for one thing. Some days she would be just fine. Those days, unfortunately, were few and far...between. Most days she could be found in a drunken stupor just lying around the house. Apparently Dad was a disappointment to her. I'm assuming the bottle wasn't. The few times Dad got up the nerve to dump Mom's liquor, she would cry on his shoulder about her hard life until he gave in and gave her back her amnesiac. Don't get me wrong. I love my. . I just let them remain there, around my shoes.I parted my legs as much as I could, stretching my knickers as I did so and frank really got to work on my cunt.he began by rubbing my clit and all around my mound first, then he worked a finger and then two up me. he rhythmically finger fucked me for a few strokes then again he rubbed me all over...He did this until I was absolutely sopping wet, fingering and rubbing me alternately.He then reached over and got one of our long salad spoons and. You could see the expression of horror on her face at being caught in the act as she screamed "Holy Shit" as she tried to cover her modesty. I was still rooted to the spot with no idea on what to do or say. Then my feet got some will power of their own as I pulled my boxers up and I was able to make a bolt for the safety of our own bedroom slamming the door behind me.I lay there under the covers in my bed as a few minutes went by and my mother-in-law had not appeared yet to yell at me for being. Weg- veglya position madhe zavanyat kiti aanad asto te tya – tya pose madhe zawalya nantarach samjate. Mi lawada tichya chut madhe ghatla hota ti madhosh hoti aaaa….. Eeeeeeee…ata mi lauda jotrat ghasu laglo. Aata ti khalun jahtke maru lagli. Mi aankhi ek jhatka marla tichya aarodnyane mi mantramugdha karat hot hoto,… Maza lauda aata pura aat gela hota….. Aata mi jorjorat jhatke det khali var hot hoto ti sudhha mala khalun jorat kambar halvat jhatke det hoti aani ordat hoti aaaaaaa.