.Look at her curves and structure.. Ohh..Fuck..Me:what the fuck are you talking ..Its my mom….Vicky: I don’t care whose mother is that….I didn�...�t want to create a scene so I became quite.After some time vicky got his dick out and started stroking…. After 15 mins he cummed….The bell rang and he wiped him cum in his hands and wiped it in mom’s saree end without her knowing….He went to back of the school so he could smoke… I followed him and gave him a slap…..He was very angered……..On that day at. I wanted to just touch them now, but I controlled my temptation for now. Just stared them and captured them in my mental image. I was having the time of my life. She was stroking me very nicely and it was just too much pleasure, I felt like I was going to have the most intense orgasm of my life. And now I was near, I was coming.Me: ‘Ohhhhh mom, I am close, I am coming maaa I am ahhhhhhhhhh I am coming’Mom: ‘Yes dear cum fast. Release it you will love it’I ejaculated, my semen spurted out and it. I am not using that word in hyperbole. They were perfect. The started high, sloped out with a sudden severe swelling at the bottom producing a tear drop shape. The constituency and heft would best be described as a plastic sandwich bag dropped on the counter on the corner. I near bursting tightness with total fluidity of motion. I promise you, if they were fake, they were the best ever constructed. The front sloped heavily before bounding out to the nipple like a ski jump, meeting the bulbous. It was around half one in the afternoon when there was a knock on the door, there stood a man, 5'10" probably 55-60 years old, dressed in some kind of green uniform, he was smiling and said he'd come to read the gas meter. I let him in and showed him where it was and he went off to do what he had to do.When he came back I asked him if he wanted a cold drink, he said he did. As he sat at the kitchen table, I used a ploy that I'd done before, as I got his drink I pretended to trip and tipped some.