Now she is also observing her son once in a while about what he is doing. Knowing that he is watching her, she is trying to cover her assets she is un...omfortable with that. So when prakash finished his dinner and was going to wash basin for cleaning his hand she stopped him and asked him to stop oggling her, else she will tell to his dad about the matter. He was terrified by hearing that she will complaint to dad.He said sorry mom and was about to fall on her feet, see that his dad was also. " He begins to press his cock against my hole. I feel the pressure, but I'm not sure he's going to succeed in penetrating. I'm clenching hard. "Fuck, you're tight." He positioned his cock and then without warning he thrusted all in, balls deep. One hard thrust making me jump with the hard and sudden intrusion.I shut my eyes and tried to block out the jolt of pain as he thrusts deep inside me." I grab onto his strong biceps and look at him with pleading eyes. My eyes beg for him to slow down as. My wife was in the habit of spending Monday afternoons visiting with her parents at their home. I would usually meet her there after work and we would eat dinner with them before returning home in the evening. I asked her if she would mind if I opted not to join her as often saying that I would prefer to stay home and watch the football game with Jerry. She told me that it was okay and that she was happy that I had made a new friend. If she only knew what I intended doing with my new friend. . He holds my head and another jet of spunk hits my cheek. I pull out of his grip and cough. I spit his spunk onto the carrier bag on the floor. I swallowed some I know I did! I can taste his spunk in my mouth, and I can see it pooled on the bag. Salty like mine, but not as unpleasant as I thought it would be, considering where it has come from, my creepy uncle that is! I look up at him from the floor. He is still panting, but he has recovered some of his composure. I stagger to my feet, and.