Mom was also completely fresh, her hair nicely combed. She had put on track pants and a loose-fitting t-shirt. Looking at her nipples, I could make ou... that she had not put on her bra. Mom caught me staring at her said, “Rohan, don’t think about this. Now eat your breakfast.”We had breakfast together. After breakfast, mom said, “What would you like for lunch?”I said, “Anything, mom. No particular choice. But can we have lunch outside?”Mom said, “Sure. But I will have to go out anyway. I have to. Main uske upar chadh gaya aur uske boobs fir se dabane laga. Sara kamra uske choot ke pani se mehek raha tha. Aur us khushboo se mera mann aur uttejit ho raha tha. Thoda niche sarak kar maine uska bheega hua petikot khol kar nikaal diya aur uski choot ko soongha. Kya khushboo thi, meri jeebh apne aap uski choot ko chatne ke liye bahar aa gayi. Kya swaad tha uski choot ka.Maine uski choot ko thoda sa aur khola aur andar se chaatne laga. Wo mere balon me hath firane lagi aur mere sir ko choot ki. She reached up, grabbed my cheeks and planted a kiss on my lips, now I have kissed her many times, it was never like this, especially when her tongue tickled my tonsils. I finally realized this was happening, so I undid her belt and unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to reveal a hairless breathtaking pussy. I laid her down on the couch, pulled her jeans and panties off and licked my way down her perfect body to her sweet, already creaming tight little cunt and started kissing and licking.. Even if I figure out chapter four and get it posted here ... this stays ... as a testament to blithering idiocy.If She ... the muse ... works anything like she usually does, I'll have to fumble my way through to the point where she says, "There's a good boy ... see ... you need me." The rest of her comment will be to force me to read it, then she'll say, all the whilst shaking her head in extreme pity, "Sucks to be you, David ... that's positively awful." I have no doubt it is.So, I have a.