. Maharastra xse kai ladke aaye the mgar ek ladka santy jo bhagwan ne humare liyae bheja tha, wo sab trip ke liye aaye the humne ugine me doulat ganj ...me rooke the sabkuch ghoome n eke bad humara badan darad kar kr raha tha ,hum soyue huwe the magar nind nahi aaye thi issi liye jagte r the ,rat ke 1 bajgaye the mai ro rhi thei badan dadrd se kanp traha tha ,utne me humari room eek ladka merei dard soonkar aaya aur muze kahene laga mama hum aapki kuch help karsakte hai kya humne nahi kaha magar. "Yes mum," I whimpered as I felt the growing pressure on my bowelsinvoluntarily cramping my insides and making me clench my bottom cheeks.My reply made my mum rebuke my reply."That's not how I've taught you to speak to me is it Cathy?" she said ina firm and authoritative voice. "Now how do you answer your mother?" Yesth Mummy," I gasped in a higher pitched voice."That's MUCH better sweetheart," mummy tenderly said before turninground and heading back downstairs. I moved one hand to my tummy. While still glued to her mouth I reached behind her and undid the knot which was holding her blouse in place. She helped me by quickly removing it from herself, I pushed her on her back and started to pull her saree from her petticoat. she helped me by lifting her ass up so I could peel her petticoat of her too. Her hands were shaking and she looked very nervous at this point, but my full attention was directed at her very sexy black thong panty, which looked totally drenched in her pussy. " "What were we saying about it?" "It's larger than your left." "It is, George, you're very observant. It needs to be to get a good grip on this monster. Maybe if wiggle down a little further I can..." "Ohhh, Mary." ".... just get the tip of my middle finger into that hidden pulsing star. Give it a gentle prod. Feel the muscles clinging to my fingertip. If only I'd wetted the tip. That would have been better, don't you think George?" "I wouldn't know, Mary, Mrs Lewes would never finger my.