She laughed and said ” Mujhe tho hamesha se Preeti ke liye tumhare jesa damad aur tumhare liye Preeti jaisi bahu chahiye thi!”“So mom do you agr...e?”“She is also my child. I love you both more than anything. Don’t worry, mommy will set everything right.” she winked and cuddled with me. We reached Delhi and met Preeti waiting for us outside the airport. I was in my trousers and black shirt. Mom was wearing a yellow halter top and dark blue shorts. Her hands were decorated in Mehendi and red. Sometimes I make him wait, only the tip of his cock inside of me, barely moving, hardly even breathing while the suspense builds. I always expect him to grab my hips and pull me onto him, but he never does, it's a little disappointing, I would love that. Instead, he waits me out, and I watch his face as I ease myself down onto his cock, as I think he is watching me, too. His dick always hits me deeper than I expect, and the shock of it against my cervix sends a thrill up my spine. I lift me. . what's kept you so long?" The maddening desire that quivered throughout her lusciously endowed body shimmered just beneath the surface of her body, beneath the surface of her mind. It seemed to Alice to be dripping from her words as she spoke."Are you... all right?" Ed asked. "Who's Martin?" She was certainly acting weird, he thought, but Christ what a body... what a face! He entered, and closed the door carefully behind him, then stood uncertainly near it, nervously observing Alice. My mom was looking in my eyes. Her dark brown eyes were staring at me. I felt this strange. So I got up and told her that I am going to bed.. I saw a disappointment on her face… I knew what she wanted.. but I ignored it and went to my room to sleep.In the middle of the night, I woke and felt like something wet around my cock. The lights of my room were on.I saw what is going on and I was fucking shocked. My mom was sucking my cock. I was stunned by this.“mom what the hell are you doing.. leave.