Further, he had his own interest in his fourteen year-old daughter Mala. He now saw the opportunity to reveal his love for her and take her to his bed.... Everybody in the house knew about the affair between mother and son. Only outside the house, Ajitha and Anand behaved like mother and son. Inside the house, they were practically husband and wife. Anand even wanted to call his mother by her name rather than amma. But Ajitha insisted that he call her amma. When he called her amma when they are. I straightened up and turned to him to suggest he retrieve my clothing, but he was gone. I stood in the darkness wearing only stockings and shoes, realising my knickers were in my bag I reached down for it, but it was gone also. I searched frantically, but the bastard had taken it, not only had he fucked me but now he had my bag full of all the information he needed to know who I was. Suddenly the cold was more noticable and I crouched to keep warm and looking down between my legs watched the. I convulsed around him in a wave of feeling. I could feel his hardness in me, so I couldn't squeeze all of the way, but believe me, I didn't mind. And as my body convulsed around that wonderful cock, he began moving.Out-fucking-standing!I think I spent the rest of our time together climaxing. It was just one delirious wave of pleasure after another. I was pushed up with every other thrust; my body would only stand it for a few seconds, and then collapse around him in a wave. And then he'd do it. I don’t comprehend humans, the females are even worse. ‘Where’s Asy?’ ‘Who?’ Gayle replied quirking a brow. ‘Me.’ I replied in response to his question. ‘Oh Asylum.’ Gayle replied glumly. ‘What did you do to her?’ ‘Nothing.’ I wasn’t capable of lying, Yahweh had cursed me in our last meeting. I still haven’t figured out how to undo it. Still I have gotten pretty good at omitting details when need be. Being mistaken or ill informed wasn’t out of the question either. ‘Asylum?’ ‘What?’ ‘Well tell.