I am coming home to an empty house, both my parents are at work and my younger brother has gone to school, the idea of having the house to myself adds...to my excitement, as I loved walking around nude, admiring my nakedness in the mirrors as I float from room to room, the audacity of doing it and the sense of freedom you get from being naked, not to mention the thrill of being discovered, which of course has never really happened, but it excites me and usually leads to masturbation, an act I. She never wanted him to be away from him. But her motherly instinct would overpower her lust.She would always end up with a debate on morality with herself. She would never do anything to fulfill her lust and express her love for her son Rahul. She, too, had masturbated, imagining him putting his cock in her pussy and pumping it with full force. But she never dared to act on her imagination.Rahul was in his underwear. Shivani, in her petticoat, made Rahul sit on a knee-high stool and started. 5″ laura meri phuddi main chala meri zor say cheekh nikali aur main zor zor say roonay lagi, ohhh plz rehan bahir nikalo bohat dard ho raha hai , mujhy aisa laga raha tha kay koi talwar say meri phuddi ko kaat raha hai, meri takleef ka us pay koi asar nahi ho raha tha woh jhatkay pay jhatka maray ja raha tha, kuch daier main gai aur takleef ka ehsas kam honay laga, thori jhtkon kay baad us nay apna laura bahir nikala aur aik jhatkay main 7 inch ka laur meri phuddi mainOtar diya meri Phr aik. She was already aroused.So I immediately started kissing her bare visible cleavage from the neck of her dress. She tried to push me away harder but I managed to get her right breast out from the deep V-cut of her dress and started sucking her nipples. Her resistance weakened and she started moaning lightly again.As her hands were fondling my hair and she was giving out her breast eagerly in my mouth, I opened her pajama and slipped my hand inside her panty. Her pussy was wet and I didn’t expect.