As I sat on the sofa, mom hugged me, she was shivering. “Mom why are you shivering?” “This is the first time I am going to have sex with other t...an your dad, may be because of it”. I understood, that my mom is in full flow and I could not resist.My mom got up from the sofa and removed her sari, she was wearing only the blouse with bra inside. I watched my mom’s sexy figure. Big boobs, must be 40” with little fattish belly like typical Indian women. My mom turned to go to the bedroom. “Amazing”. So most of the time we were at home we were nude smoking, sipping a drink, fucking, licking everything. This went on for over six months when my mother came to stay with us.Now this obviously was very very annoying for neha. She had to stop smoking drinking, eating meat which we had started after marriage, and most of all sex at all times and places. She had to be atleast decent before my mother, who was very orthodox. She expressed her frustration and many days we went out and she had her dose. "That was on a Thursday and I spent all day Friday and all of SaturdayMorning and Afternoon worrying that it was a cruel joke. That's why shetook my address and phone number and didn't give me hers.I got ready for the date just on the amazing chance it was for real andnot a joke. My fears disappeared and my heart jumped to my throat whenat 7:35 my door bell rang. I opened the door to see Erin standing on myporch with a bouquet of flowers.She said, "Please accept the flowers as the way of an. ?As he was coated in the shit it was pretty much impossible for him to respond.?Anyway I’ll continue well it’s just like that now being buried in the sand but instead shit, just marvellous.? As the slave threw back more and more of the slimy shit into his mouth he felt his stomach turn awfully. He tried his best efforts to stop the nausea and cramps not to mention the taste which was leading to another vomiting. Michael heard the boy moan in pain could he even breathe? By now his face was fully.