Me: mam arpita hi kyuMam: are ekbar arpita ghar pe ayi thi then us din achanak se arpita se mai takra gayi thi bahut maza aya tha Me: ok mam as you wi...h mam ap ek kam karo apke paas toh sabka number hai so aj sham ko ap sabko apne ghar pe bula lo bolo party hai mam ne mere samne ph kiya and sabko and bula liya sab 6 baje ane ko razi ho gayi then mai ghar chala gaya ad sham ko aya,Mam ne arpita ko insist kiya, pehle toh arpita nahi mani but last me maan gayi as uske paas aur koi way nahi tha. " I found it easy to converse with her and without inhibition. She listened with bright, interested eyes and even asked if I were courting.The job was mine. The salary was a pittance which obliged me to continue living at home, a pauper dependent on the goodwill of Mum and Dad. So the months passed. Vrouw Rosamund came down once each day with the filing and to enquire on how I was getting on. After four months I was promted to senior filing clerk, the same job but double the pittance.The day of. Soon, her slit became relubricated with her juices as I stimulated her clitoris. When I pulled my hips back and pressed them forward, I felt my cock head connect with a snug, wet hole. I stopped, frozen with my cock head pressed against my daughter's opening.Her eyes widened. "No. No –no- no- no- no." she pleaded, and looked into my eyes.I left my cock head resting against her hole for what felt like three minutes, just staring into her eyes. Her blonde hair flayed against the pillows, tits. She must have heard you groaning when I was whipping you! Anyway, how can a mother ever deny her sweet precious youngest of learning the joys of a man from her mother!!!?” I felt the pussy rise off of my face and I gasped for air as Mistress sucked my balls one at a time into her mouth. Two hands grabbed my right hand pressed it between two thighs where there was not a single hair! It was soaked. Soaked with my spit. She slid my fingers along her wet outer lips. I did not resist. “Take.