What a peculiar relations we humans got , there is no mother son father daughter everyone is just a beings if a mother likes her son they have to beco...me lovers if father wants daughter they also should be , what is more in this world that is equal to mothers body for her son, every son as right to have his mother as his wife even gods leaves a trail of mother son i****t , rathi and kama ,cuppid and aparthide there is lots of i****t happened in our history also in roman empire brother marry his. The village council ordered her to nurse me back to health, but it was her man that did it. The woman couldn’t touch me without making sudden movements, nor could she refrain from shrieking at the mere sight of me. Submitted to literotica.com by the author. ‘As soon as my wounds had healed, Bubbi’s father returned me to the village council. No one would take me.’ ‘The council held a charity gather. Beetles are very charitable,’ Black spat the last word as if it was an insult. ‘There was no end. With my bare forearm on her bottom I lift her up. She wraps her legs around my body. Her pussy is plastered against my stomach. She wraps both arms around my neck and buries her face in my chest. I hold her bottom by cupping my right hand over both cheeks. My middle finger finds her crack and I hold her this way as I walk out of the room, down the hall and up the stairs.As we pass the bathroom I stop by the hamper and take out the towel I used this morning for my shower. We come to her room,. Me farmer hu…from Nyer Surat…Ye aaj se 3 month pehle ki bat he… 1 din me apni bik pe ja raha tha tab hamare najdiki gaw ke 1 NRI or uski beti Maghna wo log meri bik ke aage the waha raste ka kam ho raha tha to patthar pade huwe the unki bik slep mari or wo log gir pade me unke piche tha to pehle mene dekha or unki help ki or unko hospital le gaya wahaMaghna ko jyada laga nahi tha per uske papa ko jyada laga tha unke sir me se khun beh raha tha use dekh ke maghna achanak gir padi wo mere baju.