But instead, it was the girl’s, and she was running her free hand through his thick hair with delight. Her other hand worked steadily at pumping her...boyfriend’s own member. She wasn’t sucking it anymore, as humping Regan had become her top priority now. Regan began focusing on the new pleasures of having a tight, warm vagina wrapped around his penis. It was far better than the blow job, that was for sure, and it was the newest greatest feeling he had ever felt. Without any notice, the girl. I turned away from him and he pressed up against me and I felt his member harden up against my back. I felt his left hand lay on my left thigh and went underneath my nightgown and slowly rising up to my secret area. Uncle Mehmet grunted excitedly as his pelvic muscles moved back and forth so he quickly slid down his boxers down his legs."Uncle we shouldn't," I said. But I cried out softly as I felt his fingers teasing pleasureably on my secret area, making any resistance I had disappear. I. He was determined to prove these points to his mother, and he rose, pulled her up to him, and pushed her gently back onto the bed. He climbed over her carefully, and began, slowly, to unbutton her blouse. “Brendon, yes, I am yours... I am your mother. And I love you. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone. But mothers and sons should not do this, Brendon. This is not how mothers and sons should show their love!” As he twisted the last button, he realized she was not stopping him, and. She saw my room lights lighting and came there to know what I am doing. But I did not notice this. She asked “ are you not sleeping”. I turned and was shy and tried to hide my erecting cock. She turned back and went ot her bed.Next day morning, she was casual as usual and asked me to dress her child and make her to wear socks and shoes. She went inside to take bath. That time , school van was giving horn and I took the child and boarded her in the van. Mean time, sister took bath and was coming.