Without another word he leaned over my face and drove his cock into my mouth. I stretched my lips to take him in and fought my gag reflex as he starte... to drive his cock down my throat. I could feel my throat bulging to take his size. As my nostrils flared to take in air he continued to push his meat down my throat until my nose was pressed into his curly pubic hair. He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth as I tried to suck him in. He paused with just the tip in my mouth then drove his cock. It made me extremely uncomfortable, and so I decided to go into the house for a shower.As I went into the bathroom of one of the rooms on the third floor, I saw the colours that the others before me had washed off. I removed my clothes with difficulty and took a nice hot water shower. I was enjoying the feel of cleanliness after a mad session of holi. This was when I heard someone enter the room. I shouted “ I am inside the bathroom, please don’t come here!!” after which there was silence for a. Story tries not to cough or gag and in between fits finds it amazing the doctor isn’t affected. Reading notices the questioning look behind the other woman’s eyes.“Once you are fully converted, stuff like this won’t bother you.”Story continues her fit for another minute or so until she can tolerate it. Then her attention goes to the large tentacle wavering in front of her with her sister being fucked wildly. “Catherine?”Her voice is like a dull whisper compared to the noises her sister is. This incident is about the sexual encounter that I had with my very own mother.My father is a businessman and stays out of station most of the time. So, it’s just me, my sister and my mother. My sister studies in Bangalore and she had left for Bangalore just a couple of days before this incident took place. I didn’t foresee this coming.My father was planned to leave for a trip to Muscat in a couple of days. My lust towards my mother started right from when I was 18 years old. I got addicted to.