In a moment my first mail to my son was delivered. I had taken my first step towards my incestuous relationship with my son.I impatiently waited next ...wenty-four hours. My son was using his computer mainly at night and I was hopeful, that he would access his secret mailbox. Next morning my son left for his college, I waited our housemaid to finish the daily chores. No sooner as she left our house, I rushed to my son’s study, which was adjacent to his room and started the PC.Mumbai mom had. This position was giving a great pleasure to both of us. Our breaths were getting heavy and we both were getting horny. Though the ice of our mother son relationship had still not been broken but in the pretext of our happiness of getting Salma baaji pregnant, we both were enjoying this dry fuck.I was giving slight thrusts on her clit and she was keeping her head on my shoulder and moaning slowly in pleasure.We kept standing like that only for some time. My cock was very hard and I was feeling. I'll go take a shower meanwhile. She said and slowly got up.After we had eaten breakfast and gotten dressed the door rang, I looked at Emma and smirked. Then I went and opened the door, and I was shocked, there the waitress from last night was standing, she was wearing a tiny white see-through dress, probably atleast 5 sizes to small for her, her huge tits were almost bursting out and her nipples were clearly visible, and her pussy was visible, the dress was too short so her cute freshly shaven. Maine lund pe zor badhaaya. Beshak maine aaraam se daala magar kunwaari ladki ko to takalif hoti hi hai. Maine uske honthon ko apne honthon mein bhinch ke rakha aur lund ko andar dhakel diya.Woh tadap uthi, magar maine use bahut majabooti se pakada tha.Sneha ko bhi laga ke Supriya ko bahut dard ho raha tha. Usne mujhse kaha bhi. “Rahne de , use dard ho raha hai.” Magar main kunwaari choot ko phaadne ka sukh kaise chhod deta. Aur kuchh nahin to ye to bas meri mardaanagi, mere ahankaar ki.