About her, I am not supposed to say she is a bitch.She was educated women and she was also cultural type.About her figure she is 36 -24-35 great figur... really and not too white and also black she is medium color.The sex story started went I was studying 5th standard and my real mother dies, in my dad company my step mom is working as an accountant and she became close and later they married. When I was studying 5 standard.After the marriage she was a normal mom to me but she married my father. I moaned involuntarily as I short spurts after spurts of my own warm cum into Anjan’s mouth.Janani waited till Anjan swallowed it, moaning and humming in his own perverted sexual pleasure as I waited intently for when Janani would make her presence known. I didn’t have to wait for long as she made to clear her throat, making Anjan scream out in shock and turn to face his sister buck naked, his cock lolling about, semi hard. I didn’t waste a second and jumped to Janani’s feet as she sat down on. But right now that information wouldn't help me at all. I was still wondering why he brought me here. As if he had read my mind, he ran his fingers through his hair and smiled at me. "You're probably wondering why you're here." He said, making it sound more like a statement than a question.I nodded my head, still unable to speak because of the gag. "Oh." He mumbled, as if just realizing that he was the cause of my inability to reply. Quickly he took a step towards me, removing the gag from my. We stopped briefly, gasping for air, me proppedup over her on one hand, whilst the other tenderly stroked her hair and face,looking into her eyes. I?ve already mentioned what effect they have on me, butwhen we?re amorous like this, they positively burn with the heat in them.Sometimes, during long nights, all she has to do to get me back up is look atme like that, and I?m a new man, like some of the desire in her eyes has leaptinto me. The moment stretched on, as she whispered ?make love to.