Shivani: How do you feel?Rahul: Oh, mom, it feels so good. Please don’t stop, mom. I love it. Why didn’t you teach me this before, mom?Shivani: yo... are supposed to learn all these things on your own Rahul, no mother will teach her son how to masturbate.Shivani kissed Rahul on his checks and continued to shake his cock. The feel of her son’s cock in her hand just increased the wetness on her pussy. After 3-4 minutes, Shivani took Rahul’s hand and placed it on his cock while keeping hers over his. At first he caressed my ass, kissing it. Then he grabbed it with both hands and squeezed very hard, I let out a little cry of pain which only seemed to fuel him more. He began to spank me, I felt each slap push the couch forward a little. At first it hurt but then it started feeling really good, I didn't want him to stop but he did, he got on his knees and started telling my ass that he was sorry and that he would make it feel better. He pulled off my skirt, that's when his hand found my flat. "I certainly aim to please, Baby. And since I've now discovered yet another kinky dimension to you, I think we need to let you indulge it whenever you want." Yes? You don't think me too weird?"She laughed. "I already knew you were weird, and I knew what I was getting into before I got into it, if you know what I mean. No problem here. You're weird in a really, really good way. Make that ways. I know you're just being more honest than literally millions of other guys, old and young, single and. 'Sorry I'm late. Trouble on the tube.' I ordered her a large glass of wine and she sat down opposite me. We chatted so easily, like we'd known each other for years. We talked about our day, the ups and downs of office politics, what was happening in the news that day. We had another drink, then another.As I set the latest round of drinks on the table I sensed a change in the atmosphere, there was a certain electricity. She looked into my eyes as I sat down. 'I've been thinking about you all.