Phone ane ke bad mom ne kaha ki khana banati hai aur tab tak mai fresh ho jau.Mai jaldi hi fresh ho gaya .Aur kya hua ye apne laptop me dekhane laga.T...o maine dekha mere jane ke bad pandu gharpe aa gaya .Jo ki hamara servant tha.Wo kuchh 35 sal ka hoga.Uski height mom jaisi hi kareeb 5 inch thi .Uski halat bhi kuchh khas nhi thi .Wo bahut hi patla tha.Bal zad chuke the.Uska land bhi zyada bada nhi tha.Wo kuchh 4.5 ka hoga.Magar uske pass sabse badi cheej uska stamina tha.Jo ki 45 minute tak kisi. She just reached out and held my cheeks and kissed me on my cheeks and asked, “what is it?” in a horny way and waited for my answer. I again ground into her and said “mmmmm”. Now she rubbed her thighs subtly together, with my cock between, and asked the same again. I acted like I am asleep, but my hard twitching cock saying otherwise.She said “I am your mom”. I thought I was busted and here comes the bad part. But she held on to me in same condition and slept.In the morning I woke up to find. His mind was consumed with the thought of his sister riding his cock and begging him to pound her harder until she exploded on his cock.The stream of fluids slowly stopped as small drips were forced out by his hand, his eyes intently watching the cum gathering at the head to spill over on his skin. He stared at the cum being pumped from his body and knew that this is what it would look like inside his sister’s sweet cunt.Rob cleaned himself off and threw his clothes into the hamper. He climbed. “Putting hemorrhoid cream on my face..heh heh…gets me every time.” A very unsympathetic and condescending voice interrupted his brief moment of humor. “You look like shit. Even warmed over shit would be an improvement to the way you look.” “Go away J. Guy, I feel like shit.” “Obviously. C’mon you pussy up and at ‘em. Time for work, technically past time for work. But, you’re only 30 minutes late already…heh.” “Why the hell don’t you ever feel like I do after a night like that?” “Hmm…maybe.