But every word that she spoke, every movement that she made was maddening me with lust and I then decided that something must be done about it just to...get this out of my system. My mother had gone to sleep in her room and I knocked on the door. My mother opened it, looking very sleepy indeed. Again her hair was loose. She was looking like an angel. Now my mother was 38 years old, but she still looked pretty, though she was a little on the fat side. I was staring at her face, when I heard her. ”Woh bohut harami tha. Mujhe pata tha iske saath rahunga toh shayad kuch dekhne hi mil jaye. Fir ek din main college se seedha uske dukan pe chala gaya. Hum dono baatein kar hi rahe the ki ek aurat jiski umar kareeb 44-45 ki hogi woh uski shop pe ayi.Maine use pehchaan liya. Woh humare hi mohalle mein rehti thi. Unka naam Kavita tha. Aunty apne husband aur 2 bachho ke saath rehti thi. Unke dono bachhe 12-13 saal ke honge. Woh dikhne mein sahi thi. Woh jaise hi dukan mein ghusi Salim ne unhe. I walked up to Shannon."I'm sure Karen has told you all about me–about how I am in bed and how I'm hung like an Army mule or something. Does reality stack up to her claim?" I joked.She blushed shyly but didn't answer."Give me your hand," I said and I placed her hand on my cock bulge. Once she saw that it was all right, she began to wrap her hand around it and giggled a little when it twitched in response. I could see by Shannon's quiet uncertainty that she wasn't quite sure of her place in this. I sat on the edge of my bed, my headache was gone, I was wondering what those kids were up to, so I snuck upstairs, and listened at his door. What I heard was moaning coming from the girl, I didn't know if I should be mad, or proud of him. I think I was both.I did manage to take a peak at them as they walked past the bathroom on the way to his room. She was a cute little blond, all in the Brittany Spears garb. Nice set of tittys, and a killer little ass. Oh to be 18 again, I started thinking.