Mere to hosh hi ud gaye vo nazara dekh kr. Me puri raat unko upar se dekhta raha, maa ke per se sir or sir se per aanko ko chalate raha. Hum ghar aa g...ye or me maa ki gaand doodh or kamar chance milne par ghurte rehta tha.Mujhe reading ka bohot shok tha or is se meri maa bhi bohot garv mehsus karti thi. Par ab me internet par sex stories padne laga or maa-beta stories hi jyada padta tha. Me maa ko chodna chahta tha par ye naamunkin tha. Ek baar me maa ke saath tv dekh raha tha “mahabharat”.. I could fell myself getting harder and harder. No longer could control myself, I unbuttoned the my jeans. Slidding the zipper of my pants down I pulled out my cock in one fluid motion. I found myself sitting there my cock in hand, staring at this beautiful womans tits. I started to stroke my cock, it was now rock hard. She Glanced across, Freaking out I quickly moved my backpack to block her view. Had she seen me? Did I make it in time? Her gaze returned to her front. I moved my backpack again. “Now ... Carol!”“Yes, dear,” Carol said, coming in and slipping into the tub.“Time to talk...”“Another political marriage...”“Harry, it was her idea, not Beebee’s, sure as hell not mine,” Margo said. “Fen Lan feels like not taking up the duty of managing Plum Blossom is letting her family down. She’s looking for a way to serve her family, but not by taking on the burden of heading the House. Marrying us serves her needs perfectly.”“Tell me Beebee has some sense, and put a stop to all. His knobby knees poked out from under a large pair of khaki shortsthat seemed to be perpetually in danger of falling. He wore a leather beltthat cut into his pudgy waist, sinking into small rolls of fat and the waistbandof his shorts. He mopped his forehead with a free hand, glancing about as if frightened.A large knapsack was slung over his shoulder, and he carried a cloth wrappedtube almost four feet long in his other hand. His face was splotchy from theexertion of the hike and he frequently.