I am going to narrate the story which happened in my life a wonderfull incident with my mother malani such a homely and sexy lady of 45i lost my fathe... when i was studying 8th std i am the only son i got a elder sister she is not yet married that time she was 25 and me 22 and mother 45 she got marriage in her teenager. We had our provision shop in the same village and we have our lands which we cultivate. usually i go to shop at 6 and return at 8 for breakfast we had labours in shop so they. Maine usko or jakad liya or legs ka be lock kr liya ab wo fir boli rahul plz. Aisa na karo koi aa jayega to kya kahega. Maine kaha yaha aapke or mere siva koi nai hai chinta na karo, or main uske lips pe kis karne laga or apna ek haath uske gaand pe or ek boobs pe ragadne laga. Ab wo b mast ho chuki the or kiss karne lage the maine kaha bhabhi main to kabse apke baare mein sochta tha but kabi kuch kah nai paya. Usne kha mujhe pata hai tum mujhe roj dekhte ho mere bra ko apne room mein le jaate. “What?” came twin squeals of outrage.“Don’t tell me you never heard of a whore’s bath,” I bluffed.Suddenly I wasn’t being held down by girls anymore. They were both indignant.“Calm down. I’m not calling you whores,” I said. That would fix things. Right?“You most certainly did just call us whores!” shouted Karla.“I did not,” I said. “I suggested you take a whore’s bath. Anybody can do that, not just a whore.”“I hate that word,” said Sam. “Whore. It just sounds so awful!”The ever-pragmatic Karla. Unlike Videl. He appreciated Videl as a good friend, as a beautiful woman, butnot what she wanted. It wouldn't be fair to her. He had thought long and hard aboutit, but she just wasn't able to keep up with him, despite how good shehad gotten, and despite the fact that she had made several attempts inthat area. Besides, he thought of her too much as 'sister'. Not 'lover.' He grunted at the thought, and turned towards Clair. Why was heso, well, so- Okay, he was feeling lust, but that came after.