This started nearly 16 months before ,, our life was smooth even after my dad death,, we are blessed with wealth and we managed to live a happy life,,...that was the time when i was in my 9th std i really got in to xxx movies ,, and more of sex,, i started to feel and imaging my mom as my sex angel, i will always enjoy her boobs when she bend, she wears saree mostly, she sometimes wear nighty at night very rare, my mom,sis and me use to sleep in same room in a king size bed as time pass , my. "Now I got that railroad bull all checked out of the' hotel and took over another room for us. But before we head in to town we need to go through that bull's stuff and keep what we can use and leave the rest behind for the next poor son of a bitch that stops by here."They opened the suitcases and threw away the clothing that was unsuitable for whatever reason. The pink shirt flowered and the black frilly women's garters went. The cheap (and some perhaps not so cheap) gaudy women's jewelry was. I felt her try to pull away, and then instinctively push her cunt up against my stroking fingers, confused and dismayed."Mark isn't upset with you. I told him what our agreement is, and he thinks that's just great." I fondled her some more, dipping a finger down between her labia into her cunt as I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb. I heard her moan, but probably a complaint rather than one of arousal."So he's just going to watch, enjoy the view. Every son has fantasies about his mother,. Get dressed." She said.I smiled at her, as I looked into her soft blue-green eyes."Yeah, it might help. I doubt mom would want to see you running around naked when she gets home." I said."Take it in now, Cyrus, because you may not see me like this again for a while." She said before she got up.She flicked her hair over her shoulder, very slowly turned away from me and as I stood up, she closed her door. I walked to my room and went inside. I turned on my desk light and walked over to my door.