I urgently needed to pee and my mouth tasted sour and salty, clammy and positively disgusting. I didn't even want to think about my breath."You drugge...d me," I said weakly. "You fucker." Don't be like that," he sighed, and then smiled at me. "The guys want to have weekly meetings. It's tempting. You made me almost two hundred credits in membership dues, but you know what, Jilly?" You put a twizzler in me!" I suddenly remembered, and I stopped, looking down at my pussy and there it was. The thin. We set up a rhythm and in no time Sue began gasping and rocking with orgasm. Then it was Mary’s turn. Sue was taking a little rest after her cum, so we got Mary’s legs over our shoulders. This time I scooped out some lube from Mary’s pussy and then put two fingers at the entrance to her arse. With a little pressure her ring-piece opened and they went inside. Mary began to breathe heavily and then Chris obliged her vagina with a couple of fingers of his own. “How’s that then love?” he asked.“Oh’. ..”“You said a little home for the two of us...”“I want that. This is a nice apartment, but Brad...”“Yes?”“We can do a GOOD one. We have money. Buy the perfect remote lot. Build OUR cabin. OUR way...”“You’re serious.”“And you’d better be. I’m turning in my notice tomorrow. Claiming emotional issues.”“That’s innovative.”“It’s true, you know,” she giggled. “I’m pretty sure that doin’ your brother counts pretty heavy in ‘how screwed up ARE you?’ points.”“Kiss me.”Giggle. “Yep. Screwed up.” And she. This is my first story and I hope you all like it and give your precious comment that encourage me a lot for further submission and my id is and this is complete a fictional story between a mom and her son in a rainy night. Now I am going to tell this story in Hindi and I also translated it in English if I got your encouragement through your comments.Hi again my name is Chintu a 24 year guy working in a leading construction company may apni mom key sath kolkata may rahata hu jaha maine kuch hi.