I can see her bra and panty elastic. Shikha told that she wants to read for her tomorrow examination. I also was reading some story in ISS in my bed. ...fter some time she went to toilet to pass urine and was to hear sound coming from washroom. She said that now time is 1.00 PM and she is very tired due to bus journey and having some headache. I asked to some massage and she agreed. I went to her bed for head massage. I started massage and she was feeling well. During massage I was touching her. He didnt stop. He got me so hot, I recall opening my legs wider and lifting my ass to draw his finger deeper into my cunt, and reaching out for his husky pussy pleaser. Having come this far, and once again resigned to the inevitable, I honestly didnt want him to stop. I wanted the husky pile-driver that I had given birth to, back deep inside me. Gone were any and all inhibitions against mother and son sex. I gave myself to my son without reservations, like a bride to her groom on their wedding. So finally the next day, I reached her place with a bottle of Olive oil.I called on her number to let her know that I’m standing outside. She answered and invited me in the apartment which was on the 2nd Floor. I reached her floor and rang the door bell. The gate was unlocked and I saw her asking me to come in with a pleasant smile on her face.I went in and was guided to the hall to grab a seat on the couch. I settled myself there with a deep breath and finally looked at her seated right in. My confidence was high since I had worked particularly hardto present myself as a perfect sissy French maid. My dark brown pageboywig was centered and brushed neatly, its fringes brushing my cheeks. Theoff-the-shoulder black dress ended at knee level. My black hose ended inthe high heeled shoes on my feet. A spotless but brief white aprondescended from my waist, and its sash terminated in a large bow in thesmall of my back, trailing down over my ass. Under the apron and over theuniform dress.