"Penthouse magazine, per favore", said Mom cheerfully.The woman didn't even flinch. "Edizione italiana o americana?" she asked.Mom turned to me. "What... they come in different editions?" I was too embarrassed to speak. "Both," said Mom to the lady. The lady mentioned the amount, put the magazines in a thin brown envelope and Mom paid.We went back to the apartment and sat on the bed together. Mom opened the American edition and browsed to the first nude pics. It was a stunning beauty with curly. Sujata: OK, now I changed into a pink nighty. Nothing is left to imagination. Even my mole on side of boob is visible.Raj: Great. He had not seen you in this before?Sujata: No, this is only for hubby. Wait. He is coming.Raj: OK dear then I will leave, all the best. Don’t scare him away.Sujata: If you want to know what happened, wait for 15 minutes.Raj: OKSujata shouted. ”Come in” when Rohit knocked timidly on door. Rohit entered and saw his Mom in all her naked splendour, the pink nighty she. I came back, went in to bedroom and waiting for her. She already prepared sweets, fruits and 2 tumblers to have soft drink and lit up incentive sticks. Total room fragranced with mighty smoke. It was my memorable moment in my life. I was eagerly waiting for her entry. She slowly opened the door and came in with a milk glass. I approached her, closed the door and get her slowly to bed. We sat and chit chatted for a while after having milk sharing each other.Then she revealed some news that she. Aren't you, Pyrriah?”My twin sister nodded, her red hair swaying. Her fiery hue stood out from everyone eles's.“Juicy?” I asked, confused. It just made me hard.“Our pussies,” Lasla said. “It's making our pussies wet. Now let's be quiet. We don't want my mother to hear us.”Mother Sianili had sharp ears. She was a sylph, a creature of air. She could feel the currents sweeping around her. There always seemed to be a breeze playing with her fine-white hair. We crept forward up the small berm.