“I quite sure you won’t be disappointed.” There is a confidence in her voice but I know she’s still apprehensive of going the “whole way.�...I lower my hand and begin to touch her cheek, brushing her long blond hair away from her face. Her mouth is slightly open in anticipation. Our lips touch, tongues entwining once more. For the first time my hand goes down to her cunt. I caress the most recently shaved part of her body, across the smooth mound. I start to touch her clit, lightly at first.. We both got out of bed and I went to my room and we brushed and washed and showered elaborately. When I came to the kitchen, I saw mom was fresh as a daisy, she had shampooed her hair and fragrant. She was wearing a white cotton saree with crimson flower patterns, and a crimson blouse. She was wearing light gold jewellery, in addition to her mangalsutra on a gold chain around her neck. Her saree was worn slightly low hip so that it just hid her navel. She looked like an angel and knowing that. Now I want to present a real story of my life for the readers of iss. This incident happened when I was studying my college it was a rainy season my uncle’s house was some 5 kms far from my house. They often come to my house during Saturday & Sunday. they had a child at age of 5. This time while coming to my house they left their child in grandpa’s house. By 7.30pm at night the rain starts and it was heavy too on that day. My uncle returned from office by 8.30pm he was totally wet when he came. . jaan leliiiii….. mmmmmm” feels sooo goooodddddd… araam se dear, mere pati ka tumhaare jitna bada Nahi hai… I started stroking in missionary position and kept giving her deep, hard and powerful thrusts every time and she was having the most pleasurable time of her life and enjoying every bit, which was clear on her face… I grabbed her breasts and nipples and kept squeezing and gripping them, and also sucking and biting them in between, and also kissing and sucking her lips and her tongue….As.