When my own son put his hand on his birth hole and caressed my inner thighs my own protector became the offender and there is no one around for me! My...clothes were just covers!"The tea started boiling again as she stirred it around. She continued "Since then your deeds made me feel I am defenseless! I hated being controlled by you but I couldn't say no to you! Because I enjoyed the aftermaths! I experienced all which no mother in any world would experience! And I shamelessly enjoyed them! I was. Unable to resist I bend, cupping the right one in my palm. I cover the sweet morsel with my mouth, swirling my tongue over it, relishing the soft moan that escapes you. You arch into me and we slowly lower to the pillow covered floor. I smile as you fumble with the buttons on my shirt. Under the understated navy blue button down shirt I am wearing a soft pink lace bra. You don’t know it yet, but the matching panties lie under my jeans. I shiver with pleasure as you stroke your fingertips down. To describe Aparna, she was quite fair and short and had a tennis ball sized breasts and her dressing was always the same salwar kameez. It almost looked like she had never worn anything else her entire life.Anyways due to her being in the house, I and Nita could not do much. In between, I would fondle and feel her and sex had become virtually non – existent for us.In between all this, my company decided to send me to Hyderabad for some work for a week so I had told Nita not to come for a week. Your ass takes it smoother than I thought, but your vagina tights around my dick making me build with lust to fuck you hard and fast. Knowing where the handles are I grab your boobs and build my speed, after a while I bend down and whisper in to your ear. “Moan, scream, or yell as loud as you like! Only I can hear it!” You stop being held back by the norm and start hitting higher vocals levels all by my words. The faster I go the louder you get, you’re moaning from the depths and in turn making.