.My hands are between my splayed open legs. There’s my clit, on fire. But just behind it, off the edge of the stool, your balls dangling, but tight...ning as we both get close to another orgasm. I grasp your sack in my hands, groaning to feel your balls hot and round. Pulse...pulse...pulse.... “Ohhh....”I squeal then as you pull at my erect, hard, sore nipples. The slight twisting of them is more than enough to make me gasp, and I squeeze your balls uncontrollably as your cock is sheathed in. As my son was only boy too her , she fell for him .I held her strong n said “koi nahi maa ….. par tum sach main iss tarah jeena chahti hoo iss rishte main ”she left my embrace and said “doosri tarah nahi jee paungi ” , she got up and i don’t know what went in her mind she went out of room and headed towards my bro’s room . I followed her but i saw she ended up in my bro’s arms and bro hugged he , bro game a smile and took mom’s face in his hands n said “alle alle kya hua mummy , didi ne kuch. I sensed that she was nearing another orgasm. She began to furiously rub her clit as I pumped my hard cock in and out of her pussy. She kept telling me to fuck her harder, harder. Then she stiffened as another climax hit her.I couldn't move as her legs gripped me so hard and I was balls deep inside her as her climax was enjoyed. As she recovered she opened her eyes and wearily told me I could cum whenever I wanted. I resumed fucking her and could feel that her juices had now coated my ball. Mike and I were living together part time. I mean I still had to go back to my place and take care of it, yard work and such, but that was about it. This was only a couple of times a month and Mike had taken over the yard work. At work they were starting to ride me, expecting more and more production from me even though I had one of the highest ratings. Someone higher up the food chain had finally figured out that I was transitioning, and being extremely homophobic, had decided that the company.