I don’t know if bro loves mom or not but it indicated me that he does.on his marrige he fucked mom on suhagraat who was waiting in same bridal dress... in my room .ya i saw their suhaagraat , i saw then bro made love with mom passionately n gently n mom was very happy , later mom told me , he takes mom gently when i’m not around .i don’t know what her gentle meant bcuz when they fuck in my absence , they both have lot of scratches on their body .it’s been 10 years now mom is 53 , and my bro. It was the very definition of ‘guttural’. In moments it built in a crescendo to a primal scream. He didn’t want to scream in her face so he aimed it at the window. His cock was abusing her cervix. It was hurting her twat. He was fucking so deep into her cunt her mind couldn't even process. He suddenly stopped thrusting and was shoving his cock forward with all he had. Her body couldn't move because her head was shoved into the car door. He kept shoving. Her neck bent sideways and her body moved. It looks for all the world like the sun is melting, wherever it touches the waters. I feel your right hand seeking mine, closing over on top of it. And then you slowly but deliberately press my hand upward, until it is gently clasping your breast. We sit like that, watching the last dying moments of the day. Your bottom molded to my lap, your back pressing into my chest, your shoulder supporting my chin, your hair pressing against my cheek. And your lovely breast filling the palm of my. I allowed a run on two singles and a long fly out. We were tied at one to one, and I could feel that my fastballs weren't cooking. My sliders were still working, but my curve was hanging a little. That's how I gave up the singles. I used my palm ball on the third strike on three successive players, and knew I wouldn't get them with it the next inning. They wouldn't swing once they knew it was coming.Joe replaced me in the eighth and I left with the game tied and watched us lose three to one..