.Bhabhi-maane jaate j cream kadhvani maja aave che…Me-ohk…Pehla dudh to pivdavo…Aatlu kta j bhabhi a maane kiss krvaanu chaalu kri didhu…Hu b ...unglee ni.Jem bhabhi na hoth khava laagyo n chusva lagyo…Maaro bijo hath bhabhi ni white bhos ma naakhi didho aane ek haath saathe bobla dabava laagyo..Bhabhi-moaning krva lagya… Umm ahhh …. Piy le dudh piy le..Jaldi jaldi…Me-ha bhabhi badhu piy jais santi rakho..Paachi main bhabhi nu gown uatarta j bhabhi akaha naga thaai gaya..Me-kem bhabhi bra panty. As soon as we were in the room, we embraced. Really embraced. We hugged, and kissed, and rubbed our tits together through our thin dress, and kissed again, hands going up and down our back. A few minutes later, we were both naked on the bed. We both had a curly black pubic patch which we fingered. I sucked on her large tanned breasts, and she licked my underarms. We naturally ended up in a sideways 69. I don’t remember much except the exotic smell of her cunt. Of course, we licked and sucked. I was relegated to the moon, never to see the Sun on my face again unless I had a death wish. And I would not get to eat my old favorite foods. And no garlic, of course, but that was a given. I looked up at Eddie Fournier and shook hands with him as I awaited release from his authority as Maker.“Well, before I release you, as your Maker, I command you to shower,” Eddie grinned, “that’s my only command, I swear it. You have dirt all over you.”“Fair enough, and as your progeny, I must obey,” I. I was really turned on standing there just behind Mom watching her screwing herself so slowly and, as I said, every now and then fuck herself hard and as fast as she could. I realize now she was experiencing orgasms, then slowing down building to yet another.I stood there in my PJs with my own hand in my bottoms. I knew how to make myself feel good and I wanted to feel that way standing there like that. I have no idea how long I stood there watching Mom and her dirty movie but I soon tired of.