Akhil apni divorced maa Sujata Yadav ke sath rehta hai, vo jis school men padhta hai uski maa vaha pe hi teacher hai.Age ki story in Akhil’s languag... .Meri maa Sujata Yadav ek divorced 40 saal ki gadraya badan vali chinal hai, uska divorce 7 saal pehle ho chuka hai, ekdum mast sudol chuchiya 38D size ki jo hamesha uske blouse se jhakte rehti hai, gaand 44 se jaada hi hogi jo jab vo chalti hai to kissi ka bhi laund khara Kara dete hai, saali pure colony ke mard use ghurte hai per vo sirf unhe. So I wrote 'Same, can I come over?' and I looked up at the woman and caught her looking at me and she quickly looked down at her book again and Lucy wrote 'Yeah, what you wanna do?' and I wanted to write 'I want to sit on your face' because I did but Lucy would never do something like that and I wrote 'Anything really'.And I caught the woman looking at me again and this time she didn't look away, like she just forgot but then she did and she shifted her position a little like she was. "Not and get to the funeral home on time," I said, regretfully. "Go shower."I brushed my teeth and sat on the toilet listening to him shower while pummeling my brain on how to proceed. The speed and force of my emotions were making me feel out of control again. I probably shouldn't have told him that I wanted him. That gave him power over me and I didn't know if any man could be trusted with that kind of control.Tony turned off the shower and climbed out with water streaming down his body. His. Before you could say "Bob's your uncle" they had both my nipples in theirmouth and were sucking milk out of me like they had been in the desertfor a week with no water. After only one or two minutes, they startedlooking into my eyes, and I could see the love in their faces, love intheir eyes - but then the orgasm hit me because the sensation of mynipples inside of their mouths was so strong that nothing could stop thisorgasm. I had more hormones in me now, and this one was even morepowerful.