Meri maa behad sundar hai wo 37 saal ki hi,aur rang gora ha.unke mumme itne bade hai ki koi bhi dekhe to laar tapka de.mere papa ek businessman hai au... adhiktar kaam ke chakkar me sehar se bahar hi rehte hai.unke piche dukan ka kaam naukar hi sambhalte hai.papa naukro par bahut vishwas karte hai .meri maa ka naam renu hai behad khubsurat ,golmatol mumme,gand phuli hui matlab bus ek pari.kabhi-2 to mai bhi maa ke saath sex karne ki sochta aur yahi soch-2 kar muth maar deta.To baat us samay ki. I was immediately face down in his crotch worshipping that huge bulge. He wouldn’t let me suck him – yet – I just tonged the mound of mesh. When he stopped the car, he told me to get out and I met him in the front of the car in the light of the headlights. He ripped my clothes off until I was just in the jock. I reached for him, and he commanded me to put my arms behind my body and get down on one knee. I was oozing precum and wanted all of him. He stood out of reach and slowly took his. “I’m a boxer.”“Wow,” I said involuntarily.“Wow what?” she threw back.“I don’t know… never met a boxer before. You do that for a living?”“Sure,” she said, in that generic American accent that foreigners think is standard English.“Listen,” she said, standing up. “I should go before my muscles seize up. Thank you for…”I interrupted her.“How about dinner tonight?”She looked at me with surprise and suspicion mingled with a trace of gratitude.“Okay,” she said. “Sure, why not? But I have to eat early. However, it was only for a split second, and she had no reaction. I had no high hopes for anything interesting happening during out meeting. I watched her for the rest of class, and slept through the rest of the day. When the final bell finally rung, I made my way across the school back to my Spanish room. I walked in on Mrs. Silva grading some recent quizzes, while she looked up and smiled. “Hola senor. So what’s the problem?” “Well you told me to come earlier and arrange to be tutored. Would.