I was so happy not to have to drag my ass back tothat office job I hated. I busied myself with housework, laundry andironing. I know it's not a glam...orous job but the reality is that mostjobs are anything but glamorous. I liked that when I completed a taskthere was tangible evidence of what I had accomplished. The bed wasmade; her blouses were ironed. The dust was gone. My new job sure beatpushing paper across a desk in a cubicle all day. So what if she wantsto call me Wendy. I guess. He took me parking there twice, but I ended it after that. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to stop him from going all the way if I did it again." Do you remember the feeling it gave you to have him kiss you? Describe it to me." It made me all excited and fluttery inside. I felt pretty and wanted. After awhile, I got dizzy, and that's when I'd let him touch me. I really liked it. I knew I should make him stop, but I didn't want to. It was MYSELF I didn't trust. I mean, he wanted to do it to me,. I said bete ider bi karna hai and keep on massaging bums she also slowly moaning in pleasure. I keep on beating in bums. She shouted bapuji dard ho raha hai aram se karna soft li karna. Then i said ho gaya aub jake naha lo. I said maene hot water aur hot doodth prepare kar ke raka hai which will be good for bones. She covered with blanket. I said eh tel se ganda ho jahega tum towel lipt lene and gave towel she covered and i helped her to walk she went in but cant lift anything there so i helped. I didn't want to ever stop. And before me was a sight to be remembered. My mom stretched over the bench, naked below her tee, her head resting on her arms, her legs spread wide. I rose a little so I could take in her bare ass and watch just some of my cock as it thrust in and out of her cunt.Through my cock, I felt her internal muscles begin to contract, making it more difficult to maintain the momentum of my thrusting. Tighter and tight she became, and harder and harder I was made to.