The television was a piece of furniture at the time and quite expensive. One didn’t go out and replace one until after it broke. By the 2000s, telev...sions had once again become furniture with 50+ inch screen televisions placed on television stands.They were eating chips, drinking sodas, and earning dirty looks from Benny’s sister who wanted to know why they deserved sodas and she was stuck with Kool-Aid. She didn’t like the answer that Tim and Benny had bought the sodas so they could drink. She was holding my lower lip in her mouth, taking it and releasing, wet kisses, chewing and tugging at my lips, before she would press herself down on me. Open her mouth again, insatiable. I could feel her hand move down my body, my sides, over my breasts, reaching lower lower with no hint of stopping; and then cupping, curling her fingers between my legs."Ahhhhh." I curl my hand around the back of her middle.I was so wet I could feel my cum running down my ass, I was staining the sheets. I developed feeling for my mom from very early age.My mom at times changes in front of me only when I was a kid.As I grew up to teenage, I got sexual feelings towards my mom.She looks great in her sarees and suits and salwar.From childhood till now, my mom and I sleep together in a bed only.So when we moved to the new city Mumbai and we started living in a posh area and I have been into high society too.So the feeling which I got for her started moving to its peak, I haven’t told my mom how I. You make your way into the tiny kitchenette but easily see I am not in there. You see a closed door, a sure sign of a good hiding spot. You push open the door and walk into the bedroom, letting out a low moan as you see the king size bed with the sheets pulled back, the candles flickering around the room and my black silk robe laying on the bed. You call my name softly as you walk around the room, keeping your eyes peeled for any sign of me. You walk out on to our balcony, admiring our.