”I found a window near the sound. A woman, half the size of Terry, her face shining, sat naked on a sturdy kitchen table with plates of food piled b...ehind her. A black head shook between her thighs. Terry was sucking his mother’s cunt! Half his size, yet fat by most standards, Mrs. Jackson might have been pretty in her youth. Her hair dangled wildly, stricken with gray. It was an unkempt mane, that hid her ears and neck. Her breasts drooped almost flat but they must have been large once. They. . All denied... Denied, and dribbling down his chin and neck, onto the floor... cooling... "Now," Mistress said, "Clean up this mess. With your tongue, slave. Every drop. Lick it up -- but you're NOT allowed to swallow!" She chuckled. "Your punishment. Spit EVERY drop into the toilet. Then do your usual clean-up." She reached a hand into the bathwater and splashed it a couple of times. "And wash yourself up. You're disgusting! You can use TWO handfuls of my bathwater, no more!" Yes, Mistress,". Phir hum bed room me gaye. Bhabi is bar saree thoda niche pehen rakhi thi jiski wajah se unki nevel dikh raha tha usko dekh ke mera pura halat kharab ho gaya tha.Phir me bhabi ke bagal me baith ke malish suru kardiya thodi der ke bad me bola ki side pe baith ke karne se achhe se malish nahin ho pa raha he agar app bura namane to me appke pair ke upar baith ke malish kardun. To bhabi bhi han bol di.Phir to me khush ho gaya aur bhabi ke thik gand ke upar baith gaya aur malish suru kar diya . Mera. I told her to kiss her every night before she goes to bed. Like a bed time kiss. The plan was put into action and paru started to kiss her mom before going to bed. For the first two days paru kissed on her mom’s lips only for few seconds.Then we decided to take it one step closer by kissing her longer. Aunty didn’t show any signs of restriction, which meant that she, too were enjoying the act. Then the next step was to fondle her while kissing. Paru was a bit afraid thinking about her mom’s.