I loved her and respected her and knew that she loved me too. Whenever she needed me, mom would come into my bed and snuggle close to me and I'd hide ...er in my arms and we'd fall asleep.She didn't even bother to clean her cunt and ass before she got into bed with me. After all, I was her son, not her john. If it was too messy I'd pat her ass and pussy with her panties, my underwear or whatever little piece of cloth was handy.Tonight mom came in dressed in her silk robe. She crept into bed. He was a little surprised at how pliant Rose became with so little foreplay. "Time to get you out of your dress." Jasper's fingers undid the buttons on her dress. He could feel her body start to shake. He felt a strong urge to rip it off, but he didn't want to push her too fast. Slowly, softly, he slid the dress off her shoulders, watching it fall and puddle at her feet, exposing her white bra and panties. He admired her tight ass before turning her around to face him. Rose knew it was silly,. As Clinton worked the dildo and rubbed my wife's ass I again walked up to just next to Clintons head and asked Michelle if she wanted the real thing inside her and she said "you wish, I bet Clint's got a bigger dick that you" and thinking pretty darned quickly I said "well he's made a surprise trip just to come a fuck you and I think he's at the door, shall I let him in?"My wife really lost herself in the role and said "was that Clint at the door? Do let him in dear, we can see if his dick is. Her family was very happy since they knew me well. But when they told Nisha, she wasn’t too excited. She called me and asked me to meet her alone. I drove up to her house, picked her up, and drove her to a secluded corner of the city where we were alone in the car. “Chetan, I don’t want to marry you.” Said Nisha. I was heartbroken. “But why Nisha? We have been friends for so long. C’mon yaar. Hum dono ek doosre ke liye perfect hai.” I pleaded. “Chetan…” She said “Its not that. I know hum dono.