He asked me to stay there itself, and he went inside and knocked the door. All of a sudden I could feel was only silence in my house and a standing ov...tion by my dick.I started hearing voices of Deepak inside my house. He caught them red handed…Hurray…But wait a minute it was my mom…My Meena who was fucking that ugly black raamu…Gracious!Deepak started to blackmail his father, that if he wouldn’t give him 1 lakh rupees, he would show this Raas Leela to his mom. Raamu uncle was tensed I believe. " And what, baby?" ... and... you, Mom!" he gasped, staring directly between my carelessly parted thighs. I did incredible things to my pussy to know that my son was staring hungrily at my sopping crotch."Ohhh, Marty!", I gasped.Leaning down, I kissed him on the lips, not like a mother kissing her son, but like a woman kissing her lover. Surprisingly, Marty knew exactly what to do. He parted his soft, young lips and let my tongue enter his hot, panting mouth, slithering his own tongue past mine. The subject of sex didn't come up.I was half disappointed and half relieved.Ellie gave Beth pretty much the same speech she'd given me — OK, she left out the soft-hearted part and put in a part about Beth being relieved when some of the kids died — and Beth decided she'd like to go with me for a few days to get a better feel for it.I pulled Ellie aside after the conversation."Don't you think you're being a little hard on her," I said. "I mean, she's trying, at least. She's been pretty easy to. . . you get the idea.James and I didn’t go the typical route and came in as a pair of Elliot Ness' Untouchables, complete with Tommy guns and axes to break up barrels of illegal liquor. It took some time to convince James not to go in the expected direction. My only issue with James is he does tend to be pretty conventional, in many things. When he realized I was going to dress as a Fed myself, he was more than a little put-out, especially when I added the pencil-thin mustache and wrapped my.