She took her fingers out my mouth and placed her wet hand on my balls. "Can I taste you now?" she asked.I wasn't quite sure if she meant she wanted to...suck my fingers, or if she had something else in mind. Regardless, I said yes. Then before I knew it, her lips were on the tip of my penis, and her tongue was pleasuring it with gentle licks. "I can't believe this," I said, while fighting to keep my eyes from rolling back in my head.Ashley pulled her mouth off my dick for a second to giggle, and. . Unhone thong pahena hua lagrahatha… Is liye jyada pata nahi challa pahele nazar main.. Fir mujeh andar bulaya… Main sofa pai betha… Unhone kaha.. Kaho or kaise ho.. Maine kaha bus thik hun.. Main us waqt jeans or shirt main tha.. Shirt kuch party type ke sartin se bane thi.. Yeh dekh wo boli are tum ne yeh kya pahena hai.. Is garmi main.. Tume garmei nahi hoti.. Maine kaha nahi.. Jyada nahi..Wo boli chalo aao ac room main betho..Tab tak main kuch aap ke liyeh le aati hu or usne mujeh apne bed. “Your Ess” pointing Susie. “You’re Bee” he said pointing to me.Beth said. “No, I’m Bee, she’s El.”Then Martin said. “Then you must be Dubya,” That’s such an interesting name, pointing to Wendy. “Well we’re glad to meet you I love your costumes.”Skeeter finished his beer and crushed the can and stood up. “Tony said that you girls want to have a rainbow party, is that right?”We girls giggled and nodded.“I guess I ought to drop my pants then.”He kicked off his tennis shoes, then he unbuckled his. I moved away slightly. What was he doing? I am his mother! I didn’t want to break our relationship based on any suspicion. So I waited to see what he was up to. I started breathing slowly and rhythmically and made a subtle snoring noise, pretending to be asleep.As if this was what he was waiting for, I felt his hand rest on my breast over my nighty.There was no doubt. My son is a pervert, I thought sadly. I was going to push him away, slap him and give him a piece of my mind when he squeezed my.