Mai to pagala hi huae ja raha tha.mai apne lund se uske mooh ko hi chodne laga…andar bahar….usko mouth-fuck kiya. Koi 10 minute ke baad mera nikal...e ko tha to maine use bola ki juice aa raha hai…Wo kehti mujhe ye juice peena hai…aur maine apna saara juice uske muh mai hi chod diya…jise wo chaat chaat kar saat se pee gai……Fir maine…usko kaha ki mujhe bhee tumhari malai khani hai…aur uske neeche ki taraf aa gaya…….aur uski tangent ko khol kar uski chikni aur mast choot ko pehle to apni jeebh se. I, am, your, mother! Are you saying that I should masturbate here? No way! Not gonna happen! You're nuts, Stephen. Let's get out of here." But despite her stern words of protest, she did not move toward the door."O.K. You don't want to do it. I understand that. But you didn't say that you don't want to see me do it." Stephen smiled genuinely at his mother. "Mom, we need each other. I know I need you and I think you need me too. I think you're just too reluctant to admit it. Now, if you want me. Those who are reading my story for the first time, hey I am Madhuri, I’m 23, 36-28-34 -That’s my figure. Do read my previous stories by clicking on my account name that’s right below the title. So without wasting any more time in intro let’s go to the story, shall we?So, this incident happened when I just had finished my 12th board( was 18 at the time ), and for further studies, I was moving to Bandra at my Aunty’s Home. My aunty treated me like her own daughter. I went to her house and as soon. The candles are causing dancing shadows to play along the walls, and everything turned hazy, nothing existed but him and me. Lowering his body he sits beside me, reaching over he cradles my head in his hands, urging me closer. His lips find mine, and the heat the fire gives is nothing compared to the inferno his lips has caused to course through my body. His hands tangle in my hair as he tugs my head back as he starts to nibble on my neck. The feeling of his hot breath tickling my ear sends.