" She said with a ray of hope in her horny voice."Sex? Of course! If it happens, it's all good. What is there to dislike about sex?" I said."You avoid...d one thing last night and its one of my favorites." She said turning her eyes in embarrassment.I thought quickly and wondered if she wanted to be skewered in her butt and I missed the OK. I looked at her quizzically."What I did to you last night? Going down on you?" She said with the reddest of faces, perturbed that I made her say it."Oh God no!. Ek dusare ke muh me muh dalehi hume nind lag gayi. Sawere jab hum jage to ek dusare ke taraf dekhkar muskura diye.”chalo aaj sath hi nahayege”sarala boli.hum dono hamare bade bath room me aa gaye. Sarala ka hath mere pussy per mera sarla ke . Upar se shwar chal raha tha.hamari ungaliya ek dusare ke pussy ke bottam tak khel rahi thi.Manju, kya rajeshji ne tumhe asswhole me kabhi fuck kiya hai, sarala ne poocha. “Ha kai bar..taklif hoti hai magar mazabhi aata hai” maine kaha.chalo aaj muze rajesh. Mum was sitting on a chair at the table sipping coffee as I walked in; she looked me up as I sat down,“Coffee” she poured before even answered,“Thanks” I took a sip,“How do you feel after last night” she asked,I looked up at her then my focus was looking at her bra, her dark nipples were just visible through the lacy material, mums tits were all that a girl could wish for, they are what I call motherly tits, you just want to cuddle up to them, I only hoped that when I get older I would have. “That doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.” She thought to herself. She popped outside and went to the primary yurt and saw that she was still the only one home. She sighed in boredom. She walked into the primary yurt and started going through the bookshelves looking for something to do or something to read. “Nothing!” she whispered to herself. She then remembered to herself that she had seen an interesting book in her mom’s nightstand. She opened the drawer and rifled through the contents. Her.