On the bed during our chit chat, when there was only dim light in room, I asked Mom: “Do you feel proud that I am her son”?Mom: Of course Abhi, I ...ove you so much beta and I am very proud of you, btu why did you ask this question?”Me: “Mom, you know, in this world you are the person to which I can trust fully and be honest with, please assure me that you will forgive whatever big mistake I do in life”Mom: “Of course Abhi, you know what Beta, you are my weakness, it is not in my control to get. .?’ ‘Just shut up and concentrate on fucking me. Men can’t seem to focus on more than one thing at a time.’ ‘Ouch. That’s a generalisation, by the way.’ ‘I said shut up!’ Alan smirked and pushed himself into Astrid’s body, feeling her hips grind against him and savouring the contact of their flesh. Astrid was confused. She had been accustomed to rough sex her entire life. Slow, gentle lovemaking simply didn’t fit her character. Yet Alan’s deliberate and controlled strokes were so…moreish. Gone. They had neat second-hand clothes and books, but also new things like jewelery. We drove over there after we cooled down a little. We must have looked pretty funny , we were still wearing our sweaty running clothes. I poked around that racks of clothes while Erin looked for new things to gouge her body with. The selection was not impressing me that day though. I ended up browsing the earrings with Erin, wanting to change and take a shower. “Hey, do you have your credit card with you. It certainly felt different then, she definitely couldn't hold in her emotions, because she just started laughing all of the sudden. She pulled out her phone, and couldn't resist, but to take a picture."You like wearing this dress?" she had to know."Yes," I replied.She just continued to laugh for a minute, and came towards me. She put a kiss on my lips, and my cock stuck out."This is kinky, and I like kinky," she put on the record.She put her arms around, and we began making out. As we were.