She lay back on the pillow and spread her legs wide again, "then keep on fucking me darling, you’re about to give your mommy a baby and make a broth...er or sister for yourself." He looked at his mother for a few seconds before the full realisation set in, his mother wanted him to fuck her and she wanted him to give her a baby. They were about to make a baby, a son-brother or daughter-sister for him and a son-grandson or daughter-granddaughter for his mother. With a cry of lustful joy he lunged. Hope he didn’t see us kissing, I suddenly started to laugh , he looked at me in surprise and asked me is everything ok, I looked at him and said I was about to unzip you and give you a blow, just imagine if he would have seen us doing that he would have had an attack . Listening to this even Guptaji busted into laughter. Now I was aware that we don’t have much time so immediately I went towards the door and latched it and took off my saree and unhooked my blouse I was not wearing any petticoat.. But he’d lucked out and received a room all to himself, which allowed him extra space for his two obsessions: Xbox and clothes.You see, Tristan had to have all the latest styles. From Under Armour, to Nike, to Adidas; his closet and dresser were filled to the brim with the latest in active-wear and he prided himself on always looking good for the ladies when he left his dorm. It didn’t hurt that his parents funded his extravagant college lifestyle, no questions asked.So it was on this morning,. "Who is it?" I was concerned. I didn't want the cabin crew to see this carnage,this slaughterhouse that I was in, that I was partially responsible for. Iwas relieved to hear a South African accent. "It's me, Mike. Why? …" He walked down the staircase, I've probablynever been so glad to see someone in my entire life, and he stopped dead. "…whatthe fuck?" Seconds later he was on his knees beside Val and me. * "How do you feel?" I looked into Amy's calm brown eyes and nodded. "Better. But I AM.