. Uff rameshhhhhhhhh… ramesh ne meri awaaz mein apni awaaz milate hue kaha… saaali raaand teri choot mein mera hindu lunddddddd……….ramesh ka... karara jhatka jano mera jism uske hindu lund ke niche pisa jaraha hai.. Mai uske jhatke se behaal thi.. Maine apne haath ramesh ki peeth se hataye aur ramesh ke dono hips ko pakad kar kaha… abhi kuch der aise hi raho mere hindu raja….ab hindu nanga badan mere jawaan khubsurat nange badan per tha mere bade bade gol kunwari boobs ramesh ke seene se dabrahe. I remained on my side of the tub, and she moved over to my right. We were about 5' apart. When she sat, the waterline only slightly covered her tits. What part of the swimsuit wasn't immersed was glistening from its dampness. I reached out my right hand and introduced myself to her. She reciprocated, and smiled.We began to talk - mostly chit-chat. Within a couple of moments, she grinned and asked, "So, how long have you been 'hangin it out' in hot tubs?" I laughed, and said, "Hey, you're all. The "it" my mother was talking about was us, mother and son, carrying on an infatuation that started almost a decade ago and had now developed into a full time obsession.We could only cum when we were together, both naked and rubbing our bodies, kissing, sucking and fisting each other. We talked dirty, calling each other a slut, a motherfucker, ass whore and so on. We also loved each other and deeply cared about making the other person happy.When I realized that my mom loved to eat my asshole,. If I ever amount to anything or ever achieve happiness in marriage, it will be because of you. You have shown me what married love can be but almost never is. Thank you from the bottom of my heart." Speaking of marriage, Cin, have you heard from Dan? We had a great time when he was out here. Will we see him again?" Jan asked. "Incidentally, how did you meet him? The exchange you had going with him was getting interesting." We've talked a couple of times. As a matter of fact, he's asked me out..