I always wanted to feel my mom, suck those huge tits and play with her ass.Back to the story. I woke up after 7:00 pm and my dad had already come. We ...hared pleasantries and he asked how did I do in my exams and I said I did well. Then he told us that he was leaving for Delhi on official business and would return after a week. As it was usual for us, we said ok. We had dinner and went to sleep.In the morning, I woke up while my dad was about to go. He told me to take care of my mother. Then I. I threw her on the bed and took off my t-shirt. She did the same. Her bosoms were flaunting in that purple bra. We kissed again while I was pressing her boobs over the bra.Then I stopped and asked her does she really want this. She replied positively. So I started kissing her neck and cleavage and then unhooked her bra. Her round boobs just sprung out in action. She tried to hide them, but then I told her it’s of no use now.I took both of her hands and laid them on the bed. I slowly grabbed. ’ he said when he had introduced her to most of the people. ‘Don’t go far away.’ ‘Okay.’ she said and watched as he went and greeted a group of men at the other side of the room. Abigail, the wife of Bertrand called her over to her friends and for a while she feared she’d get dragged into idle gossip and housewife subjects before she learned the women talked as much business as their men. Those that didn’t have their own business knew just as much about their husband’s businesses. It dawned on. He hit her again, eliciting another scream. He took a minute to examine her, her asshole was still gaping, but even as he watched, it slowly shrank. It would not ever go back to its original size, perhaps, but he thought it would come close. Her body slumped onto the bench, and he brought his hand down a third time. Instantly, she stiffened again and wailed loudly. He continued beating her until her ass was bright red, his hand stung, her asshole was almost normal-sized again, and he was just.