Ab mai story start karta hu. Meri aakh khuli to maine dekha ki meri maa mere saamne nangi khidi thi aur muze utha rahi hai. Wo bol rahi thi, “utho b...ta, didi kab se umhara wait kar rahi hai.” Mai utha. Meri neend puri khuli bhi nahi thi to meri maa muze toilet me le gayi jaha meri behen commode par taang faila kar baithi thi. Mai samaz gaya ki uski tatti ho gayi hai aur wo chahati hai k mai use chat kar saaf karu. Mai ghunto ke baal baith gaya. Wo uthi, palti aur aapni gaand mere muh ke paas. I found my Ammi and the same man I saw that evening talking about something. It seemed like a friendly chat. But I couldn’t make out exact details of what they were speaking. Ammi was sitting in a chair, and that guy was in the same attire I saw him before.But there was no physical contact as I could see. I thought Ammi might be bored and came for a time pass. But at this time of the night? Just then, I saw them both smiling naughtily at each other and looked here and there. Ammi signaled at. Her mind wandered to the thought of spending Thanksgiving alone. Maybe she should make a turkey? No, there was no one to share it with. Normally on Thanksgiving, she would be helping her mom create a feast for the twenty other relatives coming over to celebrate. This year, she may not even celebrate at the holiday at all. Depressed at the thought, she momentarily stopped eating and looked down at her food. Just then she heard a knock at her door causing her to jump. Annoyed, she walked over to. She started with a load moan that came from the soles of her feet and grew louder until it finally came out. She screamed as if she were being killed, when in truth her body was vibrating like washing machine during the spin cycle. Every fiber hummed in her total body orgasm.She delicately pushed his head away from her pussy. “Billy, I never thought I would say this to any man, but I can’t take one more lick.”Bill looked up at her from between her thighs, “Not even one.