Her physical being is as attractive as her personality. It was amazing, too, how similar our tastes were and the ease with which our conversation deep...ned and became more intimate as we hinted at, and then talked about, one of the methods we both use to satisfy a necessary human need that was lacking in both of our marriages. We both spend much (too much?) time on the internet visiting sites like ‘Lush,’ and yes, we exchanged user and internet chat IDs, agreeing not to mention our private and. She looked very cute just like a teddy bear. She always wore sarees and kept flowers in her hair. I always used to ogle at her boobs and tummy. I was madly infatuated with her. But all these were nothing compared to someone that had a great impact on me. My mom.Before going into this segment, I am giving a small introduction to my family. I live along with my dad, mom, and grandmother. My father owns a small scale textile business. My parents do not have an active sexual life. My dad was. She was pretty sure that her father was my father because when she was (16), she had a 16 year old boyfriend and he talked her into having sex with him. They did it several times but he always wore a condom. One afternoon, her father came home and caught them. He pulled the boy off and punched him several times and chased him away. He was so angry that he threw my mom down on the bed and raped her without protection. He did the same thing for the next several nights without even hiding it. I was wondering if she was going to start fingering my ass hole, but she had something else in mind. She placed her palms on the insides of my legs and began rubbing her thumbs up and down my perineum, between my ass hole and my ball sack. She pressed in when rubbing up and then softly stroked back down. Each time she went up, I thought my head would explode off my cock. I was harder that I ever imagined I could be. Her fingers were magic. “Oh my god, April. God that feels good.” “I've always.