Delhi mai didi or jijia ji ek flat mai rhathe the. Chukni jija ji ek badi mnc mai kaam karthe the isliye woo aksar der raat tak aate or kaaii kaii din...o tak ke liye forigen trip pe nikal jaate iss whajh se didi ko kaai baar der rat tak akela rhana padtha ya kaii kaii din tak bhi. Merii didi ek dum gori hne or unka figer bhi esa tha kii bhudnu ka bhi khada ho jaye uunhe dhek ke. Ghar pe bhi jab didi rhathi thni or jab woo naha ke nikalthni thni or unhke giile baal or chikpe chipke kapde dhek ke. It felt like he had grown a lot and it made me curious to find out how much he had grown. Thinking if I should do it or not, I slowly lifted his t-shirt and slipped my hands in his pajamas. He did use to wear underwear but that night he wasn’t wearing any. My hand touched his cock. It was resting between his legs; totally soft. I didn’t move my hand much, just tried to grab it and feel it. My heart was beating really fast, and I was scared of him waking up. “What the f… Mom,” I heard a loud. Over and over again...pictures in her mind of photographs....photographs of her smiling face, as she held her pussy open for the camera...holding a photograph while pulling her knickers aside....and then...giving a blowjob on face time...oh what a fucking god damned awful mess....She was sitting at her kitchen table when her charging phone beeped into life. She looked at it and there were two messages and a voice mail. The first message was from Rob and all it had on was a question mark. The. I immediately hit brake and she sat on bear butt on my bike. I saw her beauty and removed her bra also there. She said I need a drive. We drove with her naked beauty for almost one km. She was enjoying a lot and then a light was incoming infront.So I stopped the bike and she went back to a tree and changed her dress from the cover. No I understood why she brought the cover and she was so pre-planned. We went back to her home and she smooched for a min and she left saying thanks.I was in trans.