Quain tujha nahi acha lagaBatee: acha to laga(sharma kar)Mai: hain acha laga isee leya taree pantee gele ho gae haiBatee:ara mom ap be naMai: batee tu...jha maina kaha tha na mai taree friend pehla haoin mom baad mainBatee: ok mom mujha aik baat poochne haiMai: hain pooch tujha to pehla he maina kaha tha koe be baat ho pooch la.Batee: ap mara sath chalain phir poochte haoin asa mujha samaj nahi arahi.Mai: ok chal kahana kha la(hum sa jalde sa khana kha leya)Batee: ab chalainMai: bohat jaldee main. Of course, we did not have the internet those days to clear doubts.Well, to tell about me, I was the only son to my parents, both in the essential medical profession and most of the time would be at the hospital.My father was a cardiologist and my mother was a renowned gynecologist. Though parents being doctors and in an orthodox family, they never felt to keep me advised on the hormonal changes that would happen to adolescents.They always used to keep me off from watching any romantic or any. She asked me to take care of myself and not to stress too much. I could sense that she was missing me. I told her I will be seeing her whenever I had enough time to visit AP. So days passed months passed one fine day. I got a call from her late in the night. The moment I answered the call, I heard a voice. Please come home and I asked her what happened and she replied her hubby left on duty for 3 months and she was all alone again. She was just begging me to come home. I could see the. I was on the floor, but now she had turned around to see me without removing my baton against his wet cave. At the time I felt I rode came twice and was almost more then I could not move, so now it was my turn to do the job.I stopped and put it in front of me. With just putting on my cock at the entrance of her wand left alone by a damp cave. We hugged and kissed with such force that it had gone from mild to wild, while I bit harder, gave stronger. Those assaults were to make her scream. Today.