Every day started and ended with me fucking my mom, Amudha. She was still being pimped by Rahul during weekends. I fucked her on the bedroom window al... nights. She herself started asking me to do it after some days. She squirted all days during the first week when we fucked near the window. After that her squirting stopped. But still she liked to get fucked in open.One night as usual, we were hugging each other nude and sleeping. The bell rang at around 11::50 pm. Both of us woke up. Amudha. .. our eyes. I jerked her head back toward the dark window. Bitch. I gave her the finger. She jumped back and snatched her hand down in her lap. Hah! You can’t deny I’m here and still fight me for control. Where am I?She refused to answer. I reached up and tweaked her left nipple. Oooh. Sensitive.“Stop it! All right, you are still here. I will go to a priest. I will not be possessed by Satan’s damned minion.”Stop cussing me. I’m not damned. I’m not a minion. I’m not evil. I’m just scared. Just. She was washing her face in the basin. Her bikini bottoms were wadded in a damp twist on the floor and her tits hung loose, the triangles of the top pulled to either side. Her long hair was mussed and tangled.She looked at me via the mirror as I came in, “Hey,” She said, washrag in her hands. She didn't look pleased.“You okay?” I asked.“I’m fine.” She said, a little brusquely. I moved up behind her, pressing myself against her ass."Don't," She said.I backed off. "What's the matter?" What is it. Sarah suggested the Pleasure Complex which Emily and Michelle quickly agreed to. Jamie nervously nodded his head and said yes. Emily noticed the hesitancy in Jamie’s voice and drew him aside. He told her that he felt a need to experience the Gay enlightenment and didn’t know why. Ellie understood and said she would make the reservation without telling Sarah or Michelle. Emily asked what they all wanted to do in the Pleasure complex and went to the receptionist to make reservations. Herself, The.