Voh poochi, “abhi kaisa lag raha hai?”Tho maine bola ki pura sharir dard de raha hai.Tab didi boli, “ruko todi der, tel garam karke lati hoon.�...Thodi der baad didi tel le kar aayi aur humko boli pant shirt utaro. Lekin main us kaabil bhi nahi tha. Tho didi ne hi pehale shirt utara, phir ganji utara.Mere body dekh kar didi ne kaha, “wahh! Amit tum tho kaafi handsome ho,” mazaak mein. Phir mere pant ka belt kholne lagi. Tabhi mera lund khada ho gaya, aur didi ka haath touch ho raha tha.Phir mere. You taste so good Mom! he said. It felt so good I couldnt even respond with words, just moans. He reached up and put one of his fingers in my pussy and continued to lick me. He inserted another finger and started moving his hand back and forth faster and faster. I was about to cum all over my sons face! The thought of that pushed me over the edge and I started cuming. He kept up the rhythm with his fingers and his tongue and wave after wave hit me until I finally had to push him away. He. “You always call me ‘the mama bear protecting her cubs.’ This time I get to act the part.”We all chuckled at that and ended the call on a high note.Tuesday May 3I’d forgotten to turn my alarm on since I hadn’t planned to run today. I’d decided to take a break from constantly working out for the remainder of the school year, and after everything that had gone on over the last two days, I needed the break badly. I also had finals next week and Prom this weekend. I owed it to myself to relax for a. After a few weeks, it was going to be rough getting used to, but had to move forward.This is where I began to help my lonely saddened mother over time, and began doing things around the house, to show her I care and would be taking my fathers responsibilities over.My girlfriend, Beth, often tried to cheer me up and we would often spend time watching TV either at my house or hers, depending on whos parents were home and if we would try and have some fun.One evening Beth invited me over to her.