I take your hands and cuff them behind you. I run my fingers through your hair and then push your head down onto the couch. I whisper in your ear, "t...his will only hurt, until you cum." I walk back to my bottle of lube, still on the floor. I lube my cock and both of my hands. I turn to see your tight asshole, waiting for me, I can almost see it quiver. I kneel behind you and place my hard cock just inside your ass. I lube your balls and your own cock with both of my hands.... and as I reach. I wiped away the streaks from both cheeks."I should not want you," she stated matter-of-factly. "It is so, so wrong," she stated with measured tone. "But," her voice trailed. "I need you so badly," she whispered, pulling my hand to her cheek, kissing it softly. My fingertips caressed her lips slowly, softly. She kissed each finger. She looked deeply into my eyes. I could see the tenderness, the love."Mom, I want you too," I whispered. I leaned to her, staring into her eyes. Slowly, tenderly,. ”I mean my birthday party – I know you have been planning one – you always do – and as much as I really appreciate it, I don’t want to spend the last birthday in my teens with a bunch of giggling idiots who think that real fun is a cup of Coke and a piece of cake.”And what do you want instead of the party, my dear daughter?”“Just some time alone with my father… We hardly spend any quality time other than dinner together. I would rather spend one of my most special birthdays with my handsome. She did ask me whether I was free during that time, which I was more than happy to admit. When I naughtily said that she can have as many as boys she wishes in Bangalore, she told me that she wanted to be with someone whom she is comfortable with. I took the chance to ask her if I can be that boy and she was more than willing to have me.We had a couple round of sex chats and we were looking forward to meeting each other. She was really happy and wanted to buy me something while coming from.