Aahhhh”…still I kept sucking till I lost my breath. I looked at her, Roshni had closed her eyes leaning back, she had placed her crotch right over...my cock and moving rhythmically over cock and stroking it,he right boob and nipple had turned red because of my sucking, I moved on to her left nipple and sucked it hard….. “aaaaahh….itna zor se nahi…plz…dard ho raha hai” she said…but lust had take over me I just continued sucking it hard and squeezing her right boob… “aaahhh….plz leave it..mujhe. I remember a number of times she would send me to our backyard to play, she would come and check on me and find me naked playing with my toys. At bedtime after a fight to get my pajamas on my mom would put me to bed, and find me the next morning sleeping naked. I have always hated clothes they are uncomfortable and unnecessary. As I grew older I realized that I had to wear clothes out in public, but that did not stop me from going on late night walks in the nude. There was one other thing. Talking about fucking was almost as exciting as actually fucking, she thought. Talking about fucking made her pussy wetter and hotter. Despite the overwhelming orgasms she had just experienced, her cunt was bubbling with hunger for more. She twitched her ass, knowing her son was looking between her thighs. She wanted to tell him he could fuck her, but she couldn't make herself say the words. She wiggled her ass, thinking her son would get the hint and plunge his cock up her pussy.But Dave. I make so many hits happen in a weekend my drug supply pays for itself and then some. Venho isn’t a typo either. It’s an off the grid campus pay app specifically for my business. Like I said, I’m in Marketing. But more college stories later. Today I’m in the mood to reminisce about my first forced fuck, because honestly, for many reasons, it’s still one of my favorites. Now mind you I’m not a professional back in the day. No drug connections, no cash apps, just a normal guy, invited to an end.