“Eat that fucking pussy, God damnit!!” she demanded, as he buried his face in between her thighs, thrusting his tongue into her drenched slit that...was already swollen with arousal. He loved the sweet taste of her pink flesh and continued for a few moments before he grabbed her baseball bat that was laying next to the sofa and vigorously rammed it into her extremely loosened hole, as she screamed with pleasure and pain. Pennywise quickly flipped her over on her knees, while the baseball bat. My body is not listening to my word. I am looking at him not as a son but as a young man. One of these days, as usual, I went to the bathroom and came out naked, and went to my room.I realized the pricking of my son’s looks on my back. When I dressed and looked at myself I was shocked. I wore a see-through saree, tying it below my navel, tight around my hips. My blouse was low necked through which half of my hillocks were visible.My nipples stood erect and poking out through the blouse. When my. Looking at her in thedimness, I saw that her eyes were closed. I detected the sleep rhythm inthe rise and fall of her breath. Without a thought for the consequencesI slowly rotated my hand until my palm was cupping the warm curve of herthigh. I sat frozen, waiting for my pulse to slow lest my pounding heartbe transmitted through that touch. Minutes passed with my every nerve concentratedon the pattern of her breathing and my gaze through slitted eyes focusedon her eyelids. She slept on and soon. .. ? could see, her blonde hair cut short so that golden curls hugged her cheeks, framing her clear, clean, creamy complexion, slightly turned-up nose, and lips that insisted on remaining over-full and childish despite her experimentation with lipsticks... a firm, rounded chin and a rather long, slim neck that was now circled by the polo-neck of her white, cotton-and-wool, long-sleeved rib-wristed, tight- fitting gym sweater. Hugging her every contour, stretched like a second skin over her.