I carried her down the hall to her bedroom and laid her on the bed for my viewing pleasure. She was not an attractive woman but she had made life for ...me a misery since I had first met my wife 15 years before. Val had had a mastectomy years before and now her left breast was slightly smaller than the right and had no nipple. Her stomach lay flat by her sides causing her hips to stick out and her mound looked fresh as a teen’s except for the sparse grey hairs spotting it. Her legs thick and. 5 inch tool.Ok, now let me come to the background and incident which brought my dream come true. We grew up in Mumbai and my father is in a government job, and we are a happy family. My mother is a house wife and very traditional and emotional kind of lady. My Mom’s figure is 36-30-36 and she is around 5’8” tall, wheatish skin and a wonderful figure to die for. I started to lust for my mom when I entered in hostel during my engineering in Trichy. This was the time that I learnt about Incest and. He laughed and set the vibrator aside. “I just wanted to get you ready for me.” He said, kissing those rosebud lips. He grasped his cock and rubbed it up and down her slit, which was soaking wet. Then he pressed it against the entrance of her cunt. “Are you ready?”“Just put it in already.” She said, exasperated. He thrust himself in hard, ripping through the hymen and ramming hard into her cervix, the pain making his little girl`s eyes pop with surprise.“Are you ok? We can stop now, if you. The crop can be so painful. She was fortunate I hadn't gotten out the horse whip or a cane. After twenty hard strokes with the crop, I stopped my little one. "Feel her old, sloppy cunt, Baby." She really didn't need to as Prissy was dripping down her spread thighs. Stephie shoved four slim fingers in to the last knuckle with no problem at all. "She's drippin' wet, Daddy, literally." "Give me the crop, Sweetie." She handed me the crop and I began to mercilessly strike her sloppy, wet pussy. She.