Slowly I turned the dildo from side to side and slowly it went a little bit in inside of my ass. It was amazing. I gently continued to push it in and ...ut; just about an inch, finding out that only the head of this fake cock would go in. But I insisted and continued doing this for about five more minutes.I thought I should maybe see if it would go further, so I applied more pressure where it seemed to stop, just gently. I was moaning a little at this point, not because it hurt but because I. He also started to laugh sheepishly. I came near him and said “aab kya kareen”(what to do now)He took me in his arms and he moved his abdomen against mine and said shall we fuck now, I smiled and said “aapka tho so gaya hai”( your’s has gone to sleep). He said “yeh tho tumhare hath mein ahi kaise jagana hai”( its in your hands to wake him up), I slowly rubbed his dick with my hand and smooched him and said “ aaj kya vichar hai”( today whats your idea), he replied” tum batoa”(you tell), I looked. It may of interest to note here that mom had a keen interest in arts and used to write poetry. She always likes the company of Amit who despite being elder to her by 10 years was a close friend. Needless to say, Amit was not just related to mom because of Radhika but both Amit and mom also had a liking for each other and were close. Both families were broad-minded about relationships and even Dad never used to suspect mom for her closeness to Amit. They used to chat on WhatsApp and also over. "I can't wait to get you in my web," her voice screecheswith a hint of clicks. A hand grabs my wrist, then another grabs mywaist. Oddly, another grabs my other wrist holding me down tightly as alarge mass settles around me jostling us on the couch.My eyes gain focus on the flowing colors smeared across her greyed outmouth. Above me, the gloss of the black skin reflect the pulsing lightsfrom all of the cocks in the room. Her sixth arm is holding onto thespace between her legs. My eyes bulge.